Life being Perfect

Never Changing Who I Am

Chapter 1:

The first morning.

The first morning in my new house!

Yes my new house!

I, Alyssa Hart, am now living in London, England. Breathing the same air as my favourite boy band, One direction. I looked at the poster of Harry Styles on my wall and thought "Oh harry! If only you were mine."

Great. I was now talking to a poster. This London air was really getting to me.

I looked around at my luxurious room and sighed. This was the life.

Springing up from bed, I grabbed my pink, lush bathrobe and went into the shower.

This first week, before college, I would relax. Believe it or not culinary school would be really hard. After college, I would start my own pastry shop And I hoped it would work out.

And maybe Harry would be there with me! One dream at a time Alyssa, I told myself and paraded out of the shower, dried my frizzy, curly hair and changed into a dark blue collared dress.

I'd bought the dress a while ago in a vintage store in Toronto.

I wasn’t good at many things but fashion was my element.  The dress was dark blue, almost navy and had a collar with pearl beads. After putting on a navy blue head band with a bow, I attempted to apply some mascara to make my barely visible eye lashes longer.

If only I had Chrissy’s long eyelashes...

I placed black flats on my recently pedicured feet and an infinity necklace on my neck to finish off my outfit and eyed myself in the mirror. Not bad for the first day in the house.

For the past few weeks, the girls and I had bounced from hotel to hotel, trying desperately to paint, decorate, and organize the house we had bought during the summer.  Finally, last night, we were done.

 I went down the spiral staircase and into the kitchen so I could get started on breakfast. When the girls and I decided to buy this house, we agreed that I would do all the cooking since everyone else would poison us. I sang a Taylor Swift song to myself as I made the pancakes and some milkshake. I really loved cooking; it was something I had done since I was small.  As I was making the pancakes, Sana came down.

"Hey girlie, breakfast smells nice, let me take a picture" she said just as the camera made a clicking noise. When you have a best friend who wants to be a photographer, you realize that complaining will never work.

"Sana! I look like a freak in this picture! Delete it now! And look what you made me do. I'm gonna burn the pancakes." I said. I scrunched my eyes up and faked a disgusted look, and Sana took another picture. I eyed her, my eyes full of mock hatred and stuck my tongue out immaturely.

"Stop complaining. We both know that you never look ugly and you could never possibly burn anything. Pass me some maple syrup. Oh and I almost forgot! I’ve started a new project. Look at the One direction site! It says that there’s a new contest. If we make a video saying how much we love One Direction, if we win, One direction will come to the winners house and spend a whole day there. So what do you say, do you want to try it out?" Sana was now yelling at my face and scarfing down pancakes at the same time. I cringed at the sight of this and turned around to face the fridge so I could get some ice cream to put on my pancakes.

"Sure babe, just don’t get your hopes up. Save some pancakes for the rest of us! We can film the video today." Just then my phone rang. I looked at the Caller ID and frowned. It was Jessie. Not him again. Jessie was my ex-boyfriend. I broke up with him before coming here. Things were getting too serious too fast and I needed a break. Let’s just say he didn’t take it too well and was basically stalking me since.

I hated to break up with him but things just weren’t working out. There were a lot of things that went wrong in our relationships. Some of them were so serious, I couldn’t even tell my best friends.

It didn’t make me happy and I hated to feel all full of sadness inside. I wasn’t one to keep my feelings inwards.

"Oh no! You’re thinking about Jessie! Alyssa, you need to get over him. Call him and tell him that you need a break and that he needs to stop calling you." Sana screamed. She looked at me sympathetically, something I didn’t like. I didn’t want to be a charity case. Yet, I knew she only wanted the best for me and was worried. So I gave her a fake smile.

"Yah, I’ll call him later." I said casually.  

I always went outside to think. It was just something about the fresh air and clearing my mind that mixed well together. There was a small swing outside in our backyard. To add to the moment, it was beautiful out there, you could see a park where kids played all the time and a beautiful forest. My thoughts wandered from Jessie to my childhood. I was in foster care till I was six. I lived with a lot of good and bad people. Some hurt me, others gave me memories that I would miss once they were gone. Then I got adopted. I was scared at first, but then I started having fun. My mom and dad were the ones that introduced me to the girls. The only people apart from my parents that I could trust and live with. They were now my family.

The wet grass gave brushed against my bare feet and gave me chills. There was another phone call and I looked to see that thankfully, it wasn’t Jessie. Instead, it was my mother.  Me and my mom didn’t have the typical mother-daughter relationship. She was really young when she and my dad adopted me and we were more like sisters.

“Hey mom! How are you?” I asked on the phone.

“Terrible! You’re father is complaining about the fact that I cant cook! I mean, it’s not my fault I had an amazing daughter who could cook and I didn’t get any practice. To be honest, Lyssi, it’s all your fault. I blame you.”  My mom yelled.

“Gee mother. Thanks so much.” I scoffed.

“Enough about me! Tell me how everything is! Any cute boys I should warn your father about?”

“No mom, I’ve been busy.” I laughed.

“Translation: I’ve been asked out a whole lot but no guy is worthy of my excellence.”  My mom said.

“You know me too well!”

“Listen, I just called to tell you that Jessie dropped by and asked if you had changed your number. You aren’t returning his calls? I know you two broke up but the poor guy looked like a sick puppy. I mean it was so bad, I caught myself almost asking the boy on a date myself.”

I rolled my eyes. “I will pretend you didn’t say that mom. I have to go catch up with the girls. They might’ve woken up. Love you! Tell dad I miss him! Bye mom!”

“Bye honey.”

 

I looked around and sighed.

 Finally, I got up and went back inside. I needed to spend time with the girls. They were the only thing constant in life. And they would love me no matter what. I might’ve changed my address, my phone, and my life, but I was never changing who I am.

That’s why I was in this country right?

Authors note: The song on the side is one of the best songs on earth. and its message is basically my motto of life. And its something I think that we all should live by.

And it also ties in with the chapter because Alyssa's in a new place, and is going to meet new ppl, but she's set on never changing who she really is.

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