Déjà-Vu


Hi! My name isand I’m a regular italian girl. I lived in Firenze; I say lived 
‘cause now I’m living in London and to tell the truth that wasn’t my plan. You see, being regular 
didn’t make me have great plans for my life but what made me one of a kind was the fact of me 
not beliving in love. Evrybody I knew back in Italy tried to change my mind but it was already 
made. In my opinion love between a man and a woman didn’t exist, they could like each other very 
much but love was something impossible ‘cause everyone I knew who sweard being in love with 
someone was suffering with it; and there was my question: How can someone say that love is a good 
thing when all it does is bring pain into people’s lives? Sometimes thinking that way bothered me a 
lot, made me feel empty inside. Maybe I hadn’t find my other half or my soulmate if that existed. 
Anyway, last summer I was at my house getting ready to a pool party when my phone rang.
_Hello!
_“amica mia”! It’s me,!
is my best friend, she’s a model and last summer she went to London to try 
something there.
_How’s London?
_Awesome! I have great news!
_Did you get the campain?
_Yes! Isn’t it great!?!
_It’s more than great! I told you that you were gonna get the job.
_Yes you did! And since you were the only one who believed in me I invite you 
to spend one month here in London with me, my treat! What do you say?
I didn’t have to think twice. I was on vacation doing the same things everyday, that meant I had 
nothing to lose going to London.
_Are you serious?
_Totally! I have to stay in England for 6 months and the first one hasn’t much to do so, since we 
didn’t say goodbye propperly I thought we could do it here.
That explains why I ended up here in London. I accepted’s invitation and two days later I 
landed here. I got at the airport and started to feel different, I guess that was what I needed, a place 
where no one knew me. I got in London at 4:30 andsaid that she was gonna pick me up but 
she was late as usual. I went outside the airport to wait for her, turned my disk man on, put on 
my headphones and sat staring at the rain. A few minutes later something caught my eye, a tall guy 
with the most beautifuleyes I’ve ever seen. He was like a vision wearing jeans and a black coat 
by the sound of “Let Me Show You”. He looked at the sky like asking for the rain to stop then looked 
both ways, fixed the neckpiece of his coat and crossed the street fading away among the people and 
their umbrellas.
_! –yelled distracting me.
_Hey girl! What took you so long?
_I met a guy on my way and... you know...
_Yeah I know! Now give me a hug!
We hugged each other, talked a bit then she took me to her flat. Her place wasn’t big but was 
comfortable. I unpacked my stuff then we talked about everything that was happening in Italy while 
she was out. At 6pm we decided to go to some place to eat then she’d take me to a night club. I didn’t 
object but something was in my mind: the vision I had earlier listening to Natasha Thomas. 
That didn’t make sense ‘cause I’d probably never see him again. I took a shower to get cleaned and 
wash away the vision of my head then put on my favorite red dress and in 20 minutes we were off to 
the restaurant. The place was nice, it wasn’t fancy but it was full of beautiful people. We sat at a 
table near a big window, ordered our food  and carried on talking about how were things in Firenze. 
We were laughing a lot about the difference between italian guys and britishes when “Let Me Show 
You” started to play and with it my vision showed up. The guy got in the restaurant, talked to some 
guys who were sat near our table and less than 5 minutes he left with his friends passing by the 
window, took a nice car then disappeared. That was a hell of a coincidence, I saw that guy twice at 
the same day and; like earlier; I couldn’t take him out of my head. For the rest of the night 
I didn’t pay attention in anything thatsaid just kept thinking about that tall guy with those 
beautiful blue eyes. We went to the night club and I danced a lot! I even pulled a guy! And there was 
when the “weirdeness” started for real. Every time I kissed the guy “my vision” came to my mind and 
when I opened them I saw “my vision’s” face. I’ve never been like this before, no guy got stuck in my 
head and the worste was that every time I thought about him my heart started to race. The rest of 
the night I tried to keep my mind in order and when I finally got it, it was time to go. I said goodbye 
to the guy who was with me and when I was leaving the club the remix of “Let Me Show You” 
started to play. I smiled ‘cause the two times I saw that guy this music was playing and this 
time wasn’t different. “My vision” was outside the club talking to a girl. For a second I felt jealous 
wanting to be her but soon I changed my mind ‘cause the girl left crying, that could only mean one 
thing: another person broken by that feeling they call love. That scene disapointed, the whole way 
back home I thought about what I saw and I didn’t know why that got into my head. I went to 
bed that night thinking about “my vision” hoping never see him again ‘cause as far as I could see he 
was a heartbreaker. On the next day; after a bad night of sleep; I forgot about “my vision” and 
started to enjoy my staying in London.and I spent that whole day eating junkie, laughing and 
shopping everything we saw. It was about 5pm when we were in ’s car going to a diner to have 
coffee. Suddenly “Let Me Show You” started to play on the radio.
_I love this music!
yelled and turned up the volume. We wer laughing, singing and dancing when guess what? “My 
vision” showed up again. He was talking on the phone crossing the street with a big smile on his face. 
I have to confess that I wouldn’t mind looking at that beautiful smile all day long if I had to, I 
was daydreaming. Every time I saw him was like I was in a shampoo commercial where the woman 
shows up smiling graciously with the wind blowing her hair. Well, in that case “my vision” was my 
“perfect woman”. I guess I’ve been in that condition for 2 minutes then the memory of the girl 
walking away from him crying came to my putting an end in my commercial. I didn’t tell 
anything ‘cause for sure she’d be like “Dio Mio! You’re in love! You’ve finally found your soulmate!” 
and will start a hunt season to find him. I carried on like nothing was going on and pretended not 
to be tormented by that handsome guy, pretty hard job don’t you think? Well, after that weird 
encounter; not that the others weren’t; I didn’t see him for 2 days and for 2 days I didn’t listen to 
“Let Me Show You”. I kinda missed him and that was the weird part for me. I wasn’t understanding 
what was happening or what was that cold inside every time I thought about him. On Wednesday 
we were having lunch whengot a phone call telling that she had a photo seccion for the campain.
_Do you wanna come with me?
_I don’t know... I don’t wanna be on your way.
_Come on, you won’t be on my way.
Well, I had nothing to do anyway so I went to see my best friend in action. At the studioposed 
for about 2 hours and I guess I daydreamed for 1 but when we left the place I had anothe surprise. 
We go in the elevator andstarted to sing, guess what?
_Let me show you the way/It's a game that we play/Oh everyday so easy/Let me show you the way/
Oh just say what you say/So easily...
And guess what happened? That’s it, the elevator stopped on the third floor and there was “my vision” 
with the same guys he talked in the restaurant.looked at me with a face like she was choosing 
one of them to spend the weekend. I just smiled and stayed leaned on the corner while she tried to 
call their attention with no luck. They were too busy talking about their own stuff, there was when 
I heard his strong beautiful voice and he was talking about the girl at the club.
_You know what? She’s calling you ‘cause she wanna know what went wrong between you two 
and sending me to tell her it was over after she’d seen you with another girl was completely wrong! I 
hate to see a girl crying for love!
Dio! He was carring! Well, he seemed to be. It was too good to be true. We reached the ground floor 
and the boys left first not even noticing us there, that frustrated Joey and seeing “my vision” fading 
away turning around the corner made me make a decision: next time I saw “my vision” I’d talk to 
him. I didn’t know why I was going to do that but that was it, I was going to talk to him and 
figure what was wrong with me. Well, my luck abanded me. For a week I didn’t see him, I tried to 
push it putting on “Let Me Show You” to see “my vision” but it was useless. I got sad for not seeing 
him. I gess I was used to that situation but I got sad anyway. On Friday I was at the terrace looking 
at some kids playing whencame yelling.
_!!
_What happened?
_I got invited to the most important party of the year! And I have to be there ‘cause this can put me 
on the map with Naomi Campbell.
_This is awesome, congratulations!
_Thanks... and you’re going with me.
_What?
_You heard! I can take someone with me and I chose you to go with me. Come on, its a party!
_Ok, I go with you. It’s gonna be fun.
We started to look for clothes and had a great time doing that. At 7pm a limo came to pick us up 
and half hour later we were at the party. The driver openned the door for us and I felt like Sofia 
Lauren walking through the red carpet, for sure I’d be in some magazines and I’d feel important at 
least for a day. The paparazzi were crazy taking pictures ‘cause there were lots of famous people and 
it meant that I wouldn’t have that much fun and I was right. Most of the time I was alone ‘cause 
was busy talking to a bunch of people and I was happy for her ‘cause she was achiving 
everything she always wanted but for me, I was sad ‘cause I culdn’t find “my vision” anymore. I took 
a glass of champagne and went outside to take some air when the accoustic version of “Let Me Show 
You” started to play making me remember “my vision”. I was smiling distracted when someone 
interrupted my thoughts.
_Do you believe in love at first sight?
That was the stupid question that every guy does when he wants to get some.
_I don’t believe in love at all. – I answered.
_Too bad ‘cause I’m love with a girl that I don’t know yet.
I turned around to make the guy go away and when I saw him I couldn’t believe my eyes, he was 
“my vision”.
_You know... – he started – I saw you for the first time at the airport when you were waiting for 
someone, there was car parked there playing “Let Me Show You” and seeing you sat there listening to 
music was something I enjoyed to watch.
_Did you see me there? - I asked amazed.
_Yeah... later that day I saw you again, you were at the restaurant where I met my mates and when 
I looked at you the same song was playing.
_It’s unbelieveble...
_I know ‘cause I saw you again at the night club and you looked beautiful in that red dress, too bad 
that when I finally decided to talk to you it was too late, you were with a guy.
When he said that I blushed. It was unreal, that guy saw me everywhere as I was thinking he didn’t 
know I existed.
_On the next day I saw you again... – he went on – You were with your friend dancing and singing 
along with Natasha Thomas as I crossed the street. I wanted to stop but I was having a busy day 
and couldn’t talk to you.
_You gotta be kidding...
_No... after that day on the street I didn’t see you for two days. I started to think I was crazy and 
classified you as a vision, “my vision”.
_”Your vision”?!
_Uh uh... those two days I really wanted to see you ‘cause all I did was think about you and how 
beautiful is your smile.
It was surreal, “my vision” actually paid attention on me. I got really happy about that and as he 
was talking I started to feel that cold inside. He took a sip from his glass and carried on talking.
_I prayed to see you again and God answered my prayers ‘cause I had to go to the studio with my 
mates to choose some pictures and when the elevator door openned I heard a girl singing “Let Me 
Show You”. I knew that was a sign an I was right ‘cause you were there leaned on one of the corners. 
Like before I let you go ‘cause I had an apointment and I was already late.
I drank my champagne really fast. I started to shiver and my palms were sweating, for sure I was 
looking like a crazy girl. I was so surprised by all that and didn’t say a word. “My vision” came close 
to me and carried on talking.
_I thought I’d see on the next day but I was wrong, so wrong that I didn’t see you for a week. I 
thought it was a punishment ‘cause I decided to talk to you next time we met. I tried to push luck 
listening to “Let Me Show You” but I guess it wasn’t meant to be... until now.
I didn’t know what to say to him, I only felt my heart beating faster and faster.
_What’s your name “my vision?
_.
_Nice to meet you, I’m.
He kissed my right hand then kissed my cheek. Dio, that felt good but there was more from that one 
came.
_I can’t believe. – I said mouth – openned.
_What?
_I thought I was the only one seeing you. I mean, I thought you didn’t pay attention on me.
_How couldn’t I pay attention on this beautiful girl with this lovelly italian accent?
I smiled as he put his arms around my waist pulling me closer and softly kissing my lips.
_I had to be sure you’re real. – he said smiling.
_I’m really real.
_I felt it.
brushed his lips against mine and kissed me again. My one month in London became two 
then three and now it’s been eight months since I got here. I got a job as’s assistent and, 
the day I saw him at the studio, he was choosing pictures for his album. Turned out he was a singer 
and was part of a band called Blue. We’re still together what is surprising for me ‘cause none of my 
relationships lasted that long. I guess I finally discovered the wonderful feeling called love finding 
my soulmate.

The End.