Lost in disguise

Chapter 1

The world's a beautiful place. Not many people realise they're living in such a beauty. Maybe I see it because I spend my evenings on rooftops staring at the sunset or my mornings on park benches staring at the sunrise or my nights in the comfort of my bed staring at the moon. I've fallen in love with my surroundings and so now its hard of thinking about letting them go. I'm Aphrodite. Named after the Greek Goddess of Love and Beauty. I must say I'm not as social as the goddess and not much of a stunner either but I am a lover. Romantic comedies and long walks on beaches are my type of love stories. However truthfully I've never fallen in love. I've never experienced the increased heart beat, tingly feeling in my hands, uncontrollable smile and butterflies in my stomach. I've never stared into somebody's eyes and thought,' I want to spend the rest of my life with you because I love you'. I broke away from my abstract thoughts as my best friend Kat barged into my room. I kept staring into the rising sun as I softly flipped the pages of my book. I heard her huff. I looked at her and laughed as I saw the anger in her green eyes. She brushed her pastel pink hair back and folded her arms. She tapped her foot on my wooden floor which made an annoying sound. I looked down and saw she was wearing the grey bunny slippers I brought her for christmas. I continued laughing.

"This is not funny!".

Kat said with a emotional look on her face. My laughter stopped but there was still a smile plastered across my face. I stuck my finger in my dimple and winked at her. She unfolded her arms and ran to my bed falling on top of me. I groaned and tried to push her off but ended up cuddling her in the end. I ran my fingers through her soft hair as I hummed.

"We're going to be late to the concert".

She sighed. Along with her bunny slippers I brought her another gift which included two tickets to The Weeknd's performance in London. I looked back and remembered how happy she had gotten. My heart began to get all warm and fuzzy. What a bizarre feeling. Memories are great.

"Cupcake it's 6 in the morning and the concert is at 7pm in the evening, cut yourself some slack".

I said. God I sounded and even acted like a mother. But I always was sort of my own mother and Kat's too. I guess it's just the way I'm very calm and collected.

"True, I just can't believe I'm actually going to see my baby perform; I mean aren't you even the slight bit excited?".

Kat said smiling as she stared at the ceiling. If I was honest I wasn't excited at all. I just had to put an act on for Kat. I mean I loved seeing her happy. And this was really doing her favour since she's not been herself lately after her and Jeremy broke up. I also don't want to get it twisted. I don't hate or dislike Abel. I just don't like music with such deep meaning behind it. It gets me thinking too much and it sends me into my dark past that I would very much appreciate avoiding for now.

"I'm really excited, I'm just too tired to show it".

I lied. Kat got up and gave me a big smile. My heart warmed up. I hadn't seen her smile like that this whole week. I mean I've known Kat my whole life and theres never a day were she doesn't smile so it really upset me seeing her so depressed.

"Well I'm going to go make myself some breakfast and I think you should get your ass out of bed and into the bathroom".

Kat said with a huge grin on her face. I laughed as she grabbed my hand and pulled me up. As she walked out of my room, I followed. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I grabbed my towel and my clothes for the day and headed in to the shower. I grabbed my huge suitcase full of my clothes and struggled down the stairs. As well as going to the concert, we were going to be visiting Kat's aunt Iris for a month.

"Dite, It's 8am! You said we wouldn't be late".

Kat squealed. I rolled my eyes as I grabbed a bagel and some jam. Kat is a impatient and very excited person if you haven't already noticed.

"And we're not late".

I laughed. I opened the drawer and grabbed a butter knife. I tried twisting open the Jar of jam but it was jammed. You get it? Jammed! hahah...not funny. okay. I'll give up on the jokes.

"Can you open this please?".

I said. I turned around and extended my hand passing the jam to Kat. She smiled and took the Jam out of my hand.

"Of course...not!".

She said raising her voice slightly. She slammed the glass jar down on the counter next to her. She pointed at the front door. I huffed before leaving my bagel and rolling my suitcase to the door. Kat's frown now stiffened into a gaping smile. We loaded our things in the trunk of my car and sat down. Kat made sure she was going to drive the first half because she didn't want me stopping at mc donalds and wasting time. Well this is were my journey starts!