One Day

Chapter 1

I breathed in the cool air of New York City and rewrapping my blue hand kited scarf that my grandmother made me my around my neck. I had been in New York for 2 hours now and the first thing I have learnt is that it is a lot colder here in New York then Melbourne. I see out of the corner of my eye a starbuck, not to say I’m a stereotypical white girl; I’m just freezing and I am really craving a coffee.

The instant I walk into the starbucks the strong scent of the coffee hit me, which gave me strong reassurance that everything was going to be better now. It might sound silly, who am I kidding it sounds ridiculous but that is how I felt.

“Hi welcome to starbucks, what can I get for you?” An overexcited starbucks employee greeted me. I’m just going to take a wild guess and assume that this is her first job.

“Can I please get a caramel mocha” Phrasing it as a statement because one way or another I’m getting my caramel mocha it’s her job after all.

“Sure that’ll be $3.75 and what’s your name?” She says as I hand her cash and gets out a sharpie.

“Athena” I say. I hate my name my mother chose it for me because of her unhealthy obsession with Greek Mythology and looked Athena and discovered she was the Goddess of wisdom, war, the arts, justice and skill. I have neither wisdom, I loaf war with a passion, I am alright when it comes to my art skills, yes I fight for justice but I still haven’t got skill. The name has nothing to do with my personality what so ever. To add on top of it all Athena was Zeus’s favourite daughter, now you don’t have to be a genius to figure out my older brother Oliver is the favourite. He is perfect in everyway, intelligent, good at sports and popular. I just live in his shadow, that’s one of the reasons I had to escape; I can’t stand living in the shadow of anyone else.

“Athena?” The blonde girl calls out snapping me out of the little worlds I had travelled to. I go to the counter and collect my mocha pull my beanie over my ears again and exit the starbucks the cold air hitting me once again. This weather is going to take me a while to get use to.

I pull out my phone and take a quick look into my emails to see the address for my apartment. You don’t expect me to know this place to know place like the back of my hand already, I’ve only been here for about 2 hours. I look at the map that the hotel gave me and begin walking while take slow sips from my caramel mocha as I go.

As I walk I take in the scenery of my new home, I might be here on VISA but I don’t plan of being an idiot and getting myself kicked out. This was the right decision, is all I can think. This is what I was meant to do and where I am meant to be.

I eventually arrive at my apartment after knocking into a few people because everybody seems so busy and are rushing around. I didn’t really get to look at my apartment when I dropped of my suitcases I was to excited to leave and explore, thought now I look at it my apartment is beautiful. It isn’t the biggest or grandest apartment in the world but its small and comfortable, the kind of apartment I’ve always wanted to live in.

I walk around my small apartment running my hand across the walls as I go etching every detail of my apartment in my head. I could feel my heart swell the more I explored my new home. The more I looked the more at home I began to feel, I never felt like I belonged or was at home in Melbourne but here even if its been only a few hours and I know nobody, I felt for the first time in my life that I belonged. It’s the most amazing feeling I have ever experienced I never want it to go away.

I go quickly go to one of my suitcases and find my many copies of my CV and dash out of my apartment in search of a job. It was happening I was finally beginning to feel alive.

It’s all I’ve ever wanted.

A/N:

Chapter 1 is here and I know it took a while but I have been super busy with school so I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Dedicated to @spm91212 for making me feel proud of my work after the first upload :)