Emilys POV
Today, is the day I move away from London, and move to Madrid. This was a new chapter in my life. My mom died about seventeen years ago, as well as my brother, Steven. My grandma had passed away a few months before Kevin. I was completely alone. I had no one to count on. I worked at the bank, which has allowed me to save money over time.
"Oh for fucks sakes." I muttered to myself. My flight was going to leave in an hour. I ran into my rented car, and pulled all my stuff into the car. I got to the airport just in time for my flight. Before I knew it I was on the plane, overlooking the once called home of mine, London, England. My new home is Madrid, Spain, where I will start my new life.
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I fluttered my eyes open, noticing that the flight had landed. I got up, up from my seat once the flight attendant said we had to get off. I rushed toward the baggage section, seeing my bags immediately. I clasped my bag, and hopped onto a taxi. I had rented a apartment right in front of the Santiago Bernabéu Stadium. It cost me about 1,100€, and it was stunning. When I arrived, a stunning two bedroom apartment, with a bathroom that has a beautiful eat in kitchen. I was left dumbfounded by the sight. My apartment was already furnished, so I got a good deal. I went straight to bed, I needed to unpack but I was extremely tired so I passed out on my bed.
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I woke up the next morning, I got up and showered.
Then I unpacked, which took me a bit because I had a a huge wardrobe. By the time I was done it was about 11:00am, I was a bit hungry so I decided to go out. I walked a few blocks and found a cute café. I ordered, in Spanish. I spoke the language very well, because before my mother died she told me that my father was Spanish. So I took a class to learn it, which paid off.
I ate, and went back home. Before, I had left England I had bought two tickets. One was a tour of the stadium, and the other Was a ticket to El Classico, which was a few weeks away.
The tour was actually this Monday.
But all I knew is that I needed to make my life in Madrid work, because if I didn't I was screwed.
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Well, this is short but I kind of don't get into long chapters until mid story or so.
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FanfictionHer father left at a young age leaving her alone with her mother, who later dies along with her brother in a car crash. With only care of her grandmother she has to learn how to take care of her self. She meets her first boyfriend, and her first lov...
