Chapter One

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-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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