Chapter 1

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Rosé's P.O.V

The sound of the alarm woke me up. Ahh, l just want to sleep. I took another pillow from the bed and put it on my face, not even bothering to look at my phone.

After a good five minutes alarm started again.
Dammit, lI really need to get up. I took my phone from the night table that was next to my bed and turn off the alarm.

God, it is only 4 am and I need to be up. Our
flight is at 7, why I couldn't sleep more??? But
I'm finally moving to NYC. I have been waiting
for this for too long. I slowly got up from the
bed and went to the bathroom to take a short
shower. l guess I have time to introduce myself now.

So, my name is Roseanne, Rosé for short, and I'm 17 years old. I was born in Serbia, but I moved to England when I was 6, and I lived here since then. Now it's time to move to NYC. My mother is originally from there, but she moved to Serbia when she met my father.

I really can't wait to see my grandparents again, it was too long since the last time I saw them.

Oh, and I'm finally going to see my best friend
again. Lisa. She has been my best friend since we were six.

We met in London but she is originally from
Serbia as well, her family is so nice and I and
my parents were lucky to have such good
neighbors.

Unfortunately, she moved to New York two years ago. We used to spend summers together and now I'm going to be in the same school as her, I really couldn't be happier.

I got out of the shower and took a towel to dry
my body. After that Il brushed my teeth and hair. I went into my room and immediately regret that I didn't listen to my mom and found what to wear for today last night. Although my dresser is half empty now I still have a lot of clothes and no idea what to wear. After a few minutes, I took black, skinny jeans and a white shirt. I opened the door and went downstairs. I met my parents in the kitchen.

(speaking Serbian)

"Добро јутро мама, тата." I kissed them both
on the cheeks.
(

Good morning mom, dad)


"Јутро слаткице" My dad greeted. "Како је
твоја ноћ?"
(Morning sweetie)     (How was your night?)

"Ноћ? Озбиљно тата? Нисам ни спавао пет сати. И ако неко зна колико волим да спавам тада, то си ти."

(Night? Seriously dad? I didn't even sleep for five hours. And if anyone knows how much I love to sleep thern, that's you)

They just laughed at me while I took a plate
with pancakes my mom made for me.

Gosh, I love it when she cooks.

They were talking about flight today but I was
too busy with my pancakes so I didn't even
bother listening.

When I finished with food I put a plate away and look at my parents.
"Дакле, да ли смо спремни да кренемо?" I asked them excitedly.

(So, are we ready to go?)


"Сада јесмо." Mom answered and wrapped her arm around my shoulders.

(Now we are.)

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