Two worlds collide|S•R

New life

*IMARA'S POV*
I stared out of the fog covered window, anticipation coursing through my veins. The train was on its way to Quantico Virginia, by now I was 260 miles away from my home: New York City. Away from the crime-ridden lifestyle that I was once soaked up into since an early age. This was a new beginning and I had a good feeling about it.

I got off at my stop and made my way down to the nearest cafe, which was quaint looking. The smell of coffee and cake filled my nostrils as I got in line to order my everyday triple cappuccino. Whilst nearing the front of the queue the most gorgeous man walked in. He had messy brown hair with an angelic-looking expression on his face. He stood behind me in the queue, his posture holding such authority. I had to literally crane my neck up to see his face, this man was TALL. Or I'm just short, it's either one or the other really. He was wearing a tight fitting burgundy sweater with a blue collar, miss-matched socks as well as blue converse. He looked up from his phone and stared straight at me and a smirk spread across his face, almost as if he could tell what I was thinking... And that was how it would feel to tangle my fingers in those curly- NO IMARA . Do not get distracted, we still need to check in at the realtors office. I quickly ordered my drink, payed and rushed out the door before the man sculpted by the gods themselves could speak to me.

At this moment, I was now sitting impatiently on the comfy leather seats at the real estate office whilst reading a trashy magazine. I wasn't really reading much as I have little to no interest in which celeb is having an affair with who's husband. Or who's famous gold-digging wife is writing a women's self help book about finding the deeper meaning in life and understanding how 'money doesn't buy happiness' or some crap. Just at the moment I was losing hope in today's working society, a tall lady wearing a grey pantsuit came out towards me with paper work.

After we talked for a bit about the details of buying my dream apartment and scheduling payment agreements, I headed to my new place. I did many unspeakable things to afford this kind of place.

I ran up 3 sets of stairs to get to my door, which was not a struggle as me and my siblings were forced to do extreme and painful exercise as children and teenagers, it was one of the many rather unpleasant things my lovely parents made us do. Grabbing my keys from my purse, I unlocked the door and pushed it open to reveal a completely empty living room. I could already envision how amazing it was going to look once I had my way with it. I walked through the living room to the kitchen and threw my keys on the counter. I sat on the cold, wooden floor with a smile on my face. I did it. I escaped.

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A/N: Ok so I'm sorry this chapter is short but it's just a filler, so there will definitely be longer ones in the future. Thank you so much for reading and make sure to comment and vote!
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