This chapter is dedicated to foodislife225
SOME BOOKS are made up of thousand words while some are blank like a canvas waiting to be painted. If my life was a book, I'd call it perfect.
Life has never been better than now. Everything is just the way I wanted it and I seems to be enjoying life.
No parents drama, no curfew bullshit and no boys drama or whatever.
It's my third year In Towson university and it still surprises me how time flies. My three years staying on my own despite the fact that my parents' house is few minutes drive away. My mom wanted me to go to school from the house but I just couldn't wait to be on my own. My mom couldn't bear to stay away from her little angel. She wasn't ready to accept that I'm not her little girl anymore.
She has my little sister, why on earth should I still be her little angel? She still treats me like the spoilt princess that I am and I'm sure grateful for that.
My mom was so happy and hopeful I would finally get to meet a boy and live happily ever after. But that isn't in my plans, it has never been and probably won't be in the next couple of years. Happy ever is just some bullshit stupid people make up.
If a boy is involved, a perfect life becomes imperfect.
I moved into a two bedroom apartment with the help of my family, with my mom promising she wouldn't show up uninvited of course but I know that was a lie.
My apartment is the most comfortable and private place I have ever had. Both rooms have a bathroom and a walk in closet, the living room is big enough for me, there's a little space for the dinning too and my favourite part of the apartment is the kitchen. It's big and has everything a girl wants in her kitchen, not that I cook that much. I can't even remember the last time I cooked.
There is also a small place right outside the living room, it's the balcony and it's also one of the reasons I fucking love this apartment. It's my home.
I can remember very well my first time in my apartment, my little sister wouldn't stop crying, she just wanted to stay behind. But I promised her she can come whenever she wants to and since I have an empty room, she can always use it whenever she comes around.
The day she came around with my mom, she almost freaked out after seeing Liana in her room. Liana is a girl I met in journalism class, we became friends immediately, she comes to my apartment almost everyday after school and sleeps over most weekends. I became use to her company and told her to move in with me, she hesitated because of her over protective parents who think the school dorm is the best for her but she finally concurred.
After almost eighteen months of staying together, Liana decided to move back to Germany and it really breaks my heart to watch her leave. I was already used to having someone in the apartment and when she broke the news of leaving to me, I felt so sad. She knew how bad I felt and told me to get a replacement or better still she'd get someone for me. I don't really feel comfortable hearing that because I don't know how things would go living with a stranger, no one can ever be like Liana. She's just a sunshine that lightens everywhere up and brightens people's life. She assured me everything would be fine and I believe her.
Enjoying my stay at home, I picked up a nude nail polish from my top drawer and applied it on my long finger nails. I cherish my long fingernails so much and I make sure to apply polish on then whenever possible. I applied on my toenails too and took like a 50 pictures of my nails right after with my white iPhone. I finally picked two out of all the pictures and uploaded them on my Instagram page.
If there is anything I love to do, it is to take pictures. I take pictures of everything I can with my iPhone and my lovely Canon camera which my mum got me and I cherish it so much. My major has got me to like so many things and taking pictures is part of it. Mass communication is like the best of all and I'm happy studying it. I wouldn't go a day without taking pictures.
I have exactly 7211 pictures on my instagram page, mostly pictures of my cat, Ivy, my purple-grey pastel hair that I love so much, beautiful people and things natures has, with thousands of likes on each pictures and I still don't think they are enough. I take the best pictures so I deserve more love.
My phone rings and I hurriedly grabbed it from beside Ivy who was still busy sleeping on the bed. Ivy is apparently the only friend I have right now besides Dan, a guy from school, since Liana is not around. If Dan wasn't a guy, I would have told him to move in with me.
I smile before answering when I saw who was calling. Liana.
"Hello Best friend" I said cheerfully into the receiver.
"Hey Vi...wasup?" Liana said
"I've been dying to hear from you. How are you? How's Germany?"
"I'm fine and Germany is fine. Everything is just the same. I've missed you, I've missed everything."
"I've missed you too. Everything doesn't seems right without you" I said in a low tone. I could feel my voice crack. Our conversation continued for few minutes and I told her about the new gossips. Especially about the breakup between her ex, Beck and the girl who stole him from her.
Serves that bitch right!
The girl who broke Liana and her boyfriend up has always been after Beck since the first day she saw him. Beck always treats her like the worse garbage on earth, yet she keeps coming back. But she finally won him over after creating a lot of problem between Liana and Beck. It was the worse times for Liana.
It always baffles me when a girl chases after a guy who doesn't want to have anything to do with her. I really can't see myself chasing after a guy whom I know would only hurt me or breakup with me later on. I prefer to be admired and be chased after not the other way round. In the end, I just don't get interested.
Liana would say I'm pretty much of a girl player but I'm not. It seem like it but honestly I'm not. I'm only trying to avoid the boyfriend drama, I've witnessed some plus Liana's and it's pretty exhausting.
We both laughed until it struck again me that I would be sleeping in this damn apartment alone once again.
"I really wish you could come back" I pouted my lips. I always do that when I want her to pity me and I bat my eyelashes if I really want it to work. But she can't even see me doing it now.
"Of course I will but just enjoy your new flat mate for the time being"
"New flat mate?" She already got me someone to share my flat with? I'm surprised. Good news, I guess.
"Yea...I told you I would get you a replacement"
"Is the person good, funny and awesome like you?"
"I guess so but you'll definitely like him. He should come around pretty soon"
"What? Did you just say 'He'?" My eyes widen in disbelief. I tried to convince myself maybe she was kidding. She wouldn't dare send some guy here to live with me.
The door bell rings and I walk out of my room to the living room to get the door, with my phone still place in my ear. I don't think I am expecting anyone and I can't help but wonder who was at the door. It could be Dan.
"Yea" Liana replied. I could sense uncertainty in the way she replied and that gives me hope that she could be joking.
"That's a joke right?". I asked as I twisted the door knob open only to see a young man that looks like one of the gods of Egypt, standing in front of me.
He is wearing a blue shirt and a black pant, his dirty blonde hair is combed in a neat way almost looking like he applied some gel on it. His blue eyes is as deep as the depths of the ocean set upon his unfriendly but cute face. He has a backpack on his broad shoulder and another bag on one of his hands. I can see his large muscular arm unfolds from under his tight shirt. Who's this? Did he take the wrong direction? Or could it be him?
"It's not" Liana finally replied and I knew that moment she wasn't Kidding. I stood still staring, not knowing what to say. I am so mad at Liana right now.
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