-Kylie's POV-
After a long, boring flight, I finally arrived London. It was already 6 o'clock at night and the sky is starting to turn dark. I'm tired, but excited at the same time.
The moment I got off the plane, I took a deep breathe. The air in London smells so good.
Okay, that was weird.
I quickly texted my parents, telling them I've arrived safely.
After I went through the immigration and collected my luggage, I went on a taxi and told the driver the address to my new home.
"So you're new here? Your accent doesn't sound British." the driver asked.
"Yeah, I graduated a few weeks ago and just moved here from Australia. I've always wanted to live here!" I answered.
"Oh, you'll love this place!" he chattered. We continued having small talks during the ride. 30 minutes later, we finally arrived.
"Thank you so making me feel so welcomed." I said to the driver while paying him the fee. I gave him extra tips which he friendly accepted.
I walked into the lobby and the security who looks like he's in his mid-age walked over and helped me take my luggages to the lift lobby.
"So you're Ms. Hansen?" he asked. I nodded. "Welcome to your new home!"
He helped me take my luggages to the front door and handed me the keys. I thanked him and he left.
I took a deep breathe and unlocked the door. The flat wasn't huge. There's a bathroom and a kitchen at the left and on the right there are two rooms which I assume is it's the living room and dining room, and the bedroom area. There are no furnitures yet because my parents gave me some money to buy them when I arrived.
After calling my family, letting them know I have arrived the apartment, I've decided since I'm too tired to go out, I took a quick shower and went to sleep in a sleeping bag I brought.
*The Next Morning*
My eyes fluttered open and I'm in a unfamiliar room.
Oh wait, I'm in London! I jumped up and did a fist pump. "Whoop whoop! I can't believe it!" I squealed.
I took a long and soothing shower and changed into a thin sweater and some skinny jeans. The weather is kind of chilly today. Too lazy to put on any makeup, I put on some nerdy glasses to hide my dark circles and put on some lip balm. I realised that I don't have any food in the house.
Since I have to do grocery shopping and look for furniture, might as well go out for breakfast. I put on my white high top Converse, grabbed my phone, my wallet, my keys and headed out.
My job at the coffee shop doesn't start until next week so I could have a tour around the city for the next few days. Aha! I could go to the coffee shop and eat breakfast!
I'm a genius.
The coffee shop isn't far away, only takes around 15 minutes to walk to it from my flat.
*Arrived the Coffee Shop*
I ordered a full English Breakfast with orange juice and paid, then sat at a table near the windows. While I was waiting for my order, I observed the cafe.
It's not a huge, huge place. The walls were painted in a cream-ish colour and the floor is covered with planks. There are around 15 tables and a few sofas, and a tall bookshelf near the counter area. It's really comfortable and home-like in here.
On the outside, there's a few tables with umbrellas above and some pigeons are on the floor, randomly scrolling around.
"Miss, here's your full English Breakfast with orange juice." says a girl with brownish red hair.
"Thank you..." I looked at her name tag. "Ella." I smiled.
"Enjoy your meal." she responded with a smile and walked away. She looks really nice and I can't wait to start working next week.
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