Here we are. In our new room, at our new university, on the other side of the world from home, what can I say, this is our new home. London is amazing. Beautiful. Exactly how I imagined it to be in real life. Cold, but gorgeous. I sat on my bed waiting for Tasarla to come out of the shower. I shower quicker than her. I hear her singing loudly One Direction’s new song. Best Song Ever. I have to admit, it is a pretty catchy song. Finally after a long period of time, Sarla came out of the shower. “Finally!” I exhaled as I stood up. She's my best friend. I walked towards the door and waited for Sarla to walk out. God, can she take any longer. She laughed and strutted passed me at doorway. I sigh in exhaustion.
We walked around the university. I feel excited but nervous. I’m glad to be starting a new life here in London. Perfect. “This is literally beautiful!” Sarla broke the silence as we walked along looking at the different workshops set up. One by one, so many to choose from. I love graphic design so much, but I’d like to take my acting to the next level. We’ll see. I heard Tasarla say something, but couldn’t be bothered to reply. She tugged my shoulder and coughed. I snapped out of my day dream. “Kaitlyn?! Don’t you think so?” She asked again. “Yes!” I replied. Not knowing what the subject actually was.
“Oh my god! Kaitlyn look!” Tasarla shouted pointing in a direction. “Oh wow!” I say surprised at what I see. One Direction standing over there near the singing stand, signing autographs and taking pictures. I paused for a moment, standing in the middle of the walkway while Sarla made her way over to the boys. After all this time dreaming about meeting these boys, she finally did it. Seeing One Direction is one of the best advantages of attending a university in London. I stood in front of a lemonade stand someone was running. He was quite cute that guy. He gave me a smile as I felt a little welcome. I turned my back and looked at how Tasarla stroke up an actual conversation with Liam Payne from One Direction. I giggled to myself about how weird she looks when she’s nervous. I felt my hair on my arm stand and I for some reason stepped backward. I bumped someone. “Whoops, sorry!” A voice said behind me. I jumped a little and moved a side. “No that’s okay! I stood in your way!” I giggle it off and try to ignore that fact that lemonade was all over my shirt. But that was fine. I mean why wouldn’t a guy with 5 lemonade drinks spill it all over someone. But that was okay I guess. “No, no, it’s all on me.” He laughed. I lifted my head and saw this Blondie slash brunette smiling right at me. I blushed in return. Wait why?
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