Blake's Rose

Blake

Thursday August 24th

'Last call for passengers boarding the train from Manchester to Euston.'

Picking up my iced latte from Costa I make my way to platform Six, dragging my four suitcases behind me, my mum told me that I was packing too much, but how could you decide what things to take with you when you move to a different city. Taking out my train ticket that had the platform, seat number and time of departure and arrival I hand it with my passport to a ticket collector, he looks at it carefully with his sweet green eyes and long eyelashes that were wasted on him, I wonder to myself- how is it fair that a man could have such beautiful eyelashes when he doesn't even need them, granted people tell me I have beautiful long eyelashes that complement my deep blue eyes perfectly, but his eyelashes were amazing, never have I once seen eyelashes that long and curly on a person before never mind a man. His eyes went well with his curly brown hair that almost touched his shoulders and his small freckles all over his face. Realising that I was staring at him he looks up at me and hands back my ticket and passport and tells me that I'm free to board. To try and save myself from anymore embarrassment I quickly make my way towards the train.

"Door E, seat 36... Door E, seat 36" I smile to myself when I finally find my seat; I had purposely picked this seat as it was a window seat and had a table, I decided to prepare myself for medical school by watching some lectures online and reading some of the medical books that were recommended to me by my professor- it took hard work and determination to get into the UCL medical school in London and I wasn't about to throw that all away because I was behind on work and didn't understand anything. The main reason as to why I was moving to London so early when my Uni wasn't starting until 10th October, was because seeing how difficult it was for my brother to find an apartment four weeks before he started uni, I decided to move early and find one before all the good, cheap accommodations were taken. Until then I was staying with my uncle and his wife in Chelsea. They told me many times that I was able to live with them for how ever long I wanted and that I didn't have to find an apartment but with their first baby on their way I knew it was too much to ask from them, so instead I was going to start looking for an apartment this week, hopefully the sooner I look the quicker I find somewhere.

I pick up my first suitcase and put it into the suitcase holder on the train being extra careful not to drop it as it has all my expensive items in it such as my swarovski jewelry and Prada handbags. Finally getting my last suitcase on top of the other three I sit down in my seat I take out my apple laptop that my uncle got me for my 18th birthday, he enjoyed spoiling me as did everyone else in the family, I'm the only girl born into the family, my parents being the only lucky ones to produce a girl where as all my other uncles and grandparents only ever had boys. I plug in my headphones, clicking on the Weeknds new album 'Starboy' and remember to send my mum a text telling her I just got on the train.

"Hey Mum I just got on the train and will be in London in 2hours xx" I wait patiently for her reply.

"Okay, love you Princess and don't forget to text me when you get to London and meet up with Uncle Dante xx".

Smiling at my screen at the nickname Princess that I had been given the minute I was born, I think about how much I was gonna miss seeing my mum and dad everyday, it may seem as I'm a spoilt 18 year old girl that gets everything she wants but that's not true, my family works very hard to provide for themselves and not a day went by where my parents didn't drill into mine and my brother's heads how important our education was and that without a good education we weren't going to get anywhere. I put my phone back into my long brown trench coat that went a little above my knees long enough to cover me but short enough so that my black knee high boots weren't touching it. I begin reading the first chapters of 'Oxford Handbook of clinical medicine'. This was going to be a long journey.