The Past (on hold)

Chapter 2

*The next day July 2nd (Saturday)*

The day when I'm leaving is finally here. I just can't wait to get to the plane and finally being able to escape this misery. I left home two hours early cause I wanted to go to say goodbye's to all of my friends. When I finally arrived to the airport I waited for my airplane to come. When the airplane came I went in and just waited for the plane to leave and head for London. All I could think was "London, I'm coming!" I admit that I had let a few tears slip onto my cheeks when I said goodbyes to my friends and family but I'm still happy to go to London.

*Arriving to London*

We were just landing to London airport and I couldn't believe I was seriously going to live and study here. I left from the airport and headed to my apartment.

I had rented a nice little penthouse where was enough room for one person to live. When I arrived I walked inside and took a lift to get all of my suitcases to the top of the building. I stood in front of my door for a while, staring at the number attached to it. Apartment number 8. I took deep breath, unlocked the door with my keys and walked inside. I put my suitcases next to the door and took a look around. There was a nice little kitchen corner and a small table in front of it. On the other corner there was a double bed. Next to the bed there was a desk and next to the desk there was a wardrobe. In the last corner of the room there was a nice comfy armchair and next to it a little table. I really loved this apartment!

There still is nearly two months before my school starts but I wanted to come here and make sure everything is ready and that my apartment is surely ready before the school starts. I think that I'll go to shopping tomorrow and try to find a bookshelf for all of my books and I would also like to find some nice ornaments and some hangers.

Now I'm going to go to buy some food from the nearby grocery store. I don't have anything in my kitchen and I need food to live and after the flight I'm hungry. I decide to go to Nandos to eat something at first and then head towards the grocery store.

*Back at home at 9 pm.*

I'm back home and now I have some food in the cupboards. I also bought some plates, forks, knives, spoons and a few mugs I found from sale. I was really tired, partly because of the jetlag (even though Finland is only two hours ahead of England) and partly because today has been a long day with all the travelling. So I climbed to my bed and started to read one of the books I had brought with me. After about an hour later I fell asleep.

*July 3rd (Sunday)*

I woke up around 9 am and got a shower. Then I got dressed, ate breakfast and put my hair into a ponytail. I have long brave red hair. I had light brown hair before but before I left, I dyed it red. I thought that people wouldn't be able to recognize me so easily after I dyed my hair, if I happened to meet someone I knew. Then I did my make-up. I don't use much make-up usually, only foundation, powder and mascara. When I was ready, clock was about 11 am. I took my purse, grabbed the keys of my house and walked out of the door, ready to do some shopping for my apartment. At then I didn't know yet that a certain person lived in the apartment one floor downwards. When I was walking down the stairs, I suddenly bumped into someone. I quickly said sorry and was trying to walk around him, but he purposely blocked my way. His thick Irish accent made me turn my head upwards when he started to talk.

"Hey! Are you the new girl who moved to the toppest apartment yesterday?" he asked. I was shocked when I recognized the guy in front of me. Niall freaking Horan lived in the same building as me? How did he know that I moved here yesterday? I couldn't speak so I just nodded. He reached his hand and said:

"I'm Niall. What's your name?" I reached my hand to shake his and said

"I'm Ju.. Aleksandra." Oh shit! I had almost used my old name. It would have revealed right away where I'm from. Gladly he didn't seem to notice.