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This crazy place called New York City has been my home for 3 years now, it's hard for me to believe it's been 3 years since everything happened.

Friday mornings are always the best for me, knowing that tonight I can stay out late and do whatever I want was the best feeling. I've just woken up to my alarm ringing in my ear and even with it being Friday, waking up at 6am everyday is not an easy task, I slowly begin to get out of bed to see one of my roommates still sleeping.
"Lex you need to wake up we are going to be late." My friend groans at me before slowly sitting up on her bed. Her light pink hair is a mess on top of her head and her blue eyes are tired and puffy.
"Why do we have to wake up so early?" Lexie complains to me
"Hey don't complain we are both lucky we have this job." I say back
" Clarke, I'm the lucky one to have the job. You were guaranteed the job from the start."
I laugh at her response because she's right, our boss Margaux Wilson happened to be my half brother Massey's wife of four years. Even though Massey is 13 years older then me we have always been very close. He's the best big brother I could ever ask for, he's taken care of me for so many years and I honestly don't know what I would do without him. He's a wealthy guy, he became a doctor and has been very successful. Our mother was very proud of him. His wife Margaux is the love of his life, I knew they would get married one day. Margaux happens to be an owner of a very successful magazine called The Buzz , which is a magazine that focuses on celebrities lives and news.

When I showed up in the lobby of my brother and his wife's apartment building 3 years ago, they took me in and I lived with them for a year. Within the year i healed from past events and started a new life for myself. Margaux hired me to work with her on the magazine and Massey bought me a very nice apartment, I found myself three amazing roommates Lexie, Grace and Blair, and that's how I got to where I am today. I'm finally happy again and thankful for the good things in my life.

After my short conversation with Lex, I made my way into the bathroom to shower and begin the process of getting ready for work. After my shower I began to blow dry my long straight dark brown hair. Once I was done with that I put my light blue bathrobe on and walked into the main living area of the apartment. The place was open concept and was pretty spacious, the walls were white, but the furniture throughout the apartment showed all of our different styles and somehow it worked really well together. Blair was always the first one to be ready and we could always rely on her to have something ready for us to eat, she loves being in control. Doing things her way makes her a happy person and trust me, you want Blair to be happy 24/7.
"Morning Clarke!" Blair cheerfully says to me as I sit down at the kitchen table.
"Hey Blair." I reply as she brings over the pancakes and sits down across from me. As always Lexie and Grace always take the longest to come inside to eat with us. Eventually they both make their way into the kitchen and sit down with us. We all start eating and discuss our plans for the day. Grace and Blair don't work with Lexie and I, Grace is attending school at NYU and Blair is going to FIT to start her dream career in fashion. I decided a few years ago that college wasn't for me and so did Lexie.

We are all so different in so many ways looks wise and personality wise. Lexie is so edgy, her hair is constantly changing colors and her outfits are always so cool and different, she was the first person i met in the city and instantly clicked with we are both 19 and she's the funniest person I've ever met. She's one of the only people who knows almost everything about me. Grace is 20 years old and always looks like she's going to a music festival, her long golden blonde hair is naturally curly and she has the prettiest bluish green eyes. You can always rely on Grace to make you laugh, she's a very cheerful person. Blair is the oldest out of us all, she's 21 and is so preppy compared to the rest of us. She's always put together, her light brown hair is always perfectly styled and her makeup is always done precisely to the way she likes it. She can be controlling, but you can always rely on her to give the best advice.

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