'That Girl'

Alright so here I am typing some random words on wattpad thinking of a story to entertain my readers, however nothing comes into my brain, not even a storyline. I'm used to writing romantic stories like chiclits and such but i want something different if you get what i mean. I want to write something that no one has ever done, or read yet. I even moved to the great NYC to get a career in writing, so far my apartment is nothing but dull grey walls covering my views for inspiration. I've met my neighbour i was hoping he would be a cute hunk that i would fall in love with, you know like in the movies? But just my luck it's some hairy old guy that lives off cheeto's and cheap booze, and i didn't even ask trust me once you smell that breath. WOW! I'm just happy i'm alive right now. 

My name is London mainly because my parents are from DC but we moved to England when i was born so they decided to name me London, they obviously forgot the part where i would get bullied in high school for it, but hey i dont hold grudges. I'm only 19 years old and for that age some people think moving to the big city hoping to become a successful writer is pretty much impossible and darn right stupid! Well I'm hoping to change that opinion for some people and well just prove them wrong really, but yet again I am here sitting on my own listening to honking horns of taxi's from my window looking at a blank page on wattpad wondering what on earth to write.

Then an idea pops into my head, a really good idea, something that i've always wanted to do and wasn't able to untill now!

I can finaly try pizza from new york city! 

I shut down the laptop and grab my coat which by the way i thought was in fashion but when i came to new york I realised how behind england really is!

I walk down the stairs of my apartment and no i do not bump into some good looking guy who will then be my true love, i just simply walk out the door freezing my tits off!

The only problem in new york is everyone is always in a rush even if they aren't they just walk so fast that when i start spriniting to them it's like walking. No wonder models come to new york, they just loose up all that weight running around and doing errands! 

I walk on over to a guy on the bench drinking a can of cola and before you think right this has got to be the guy she falls in love with! think again this is me we are talking about, that will never happen.

"Exscuse me can you please direct me to the best pizza place around here?" I ask ever so polietly.

The guy slurps on his four teeth that he has left and strokes his frizzy, dead beard and looks up at me with wonder. He turns his head from left and right whilst nodding at the same time probaly thinking in his head for approval to the pizza places, he then simple gets up which lets off a horrid stench of body oder and well just dirt. He raises his dirty, unclipped nails hand and places it onto my shoulder. Inside im screaming knowing that i will now HAVE TO wash this coat about a gazillion times now. He turns me to the right and points to a pizza place which looks run down and looks like a home for rats, i simple turn to see whether or not he is actualy pointing at the rat shelter or if he's hallucinating. 

"That's the place you want to go to british girl, best pizza in new york city!" He says as his dragon like breath burns my nostrill hairs. 

I take a step back exhaling with desperation and i simple smile and walk away before it's to late and i my death is due to 'bad breath'. I walk around the corner making sure that i am now distance away from the rat lover as possible. I see a girl around 16 who is hanging with a guy who i assume must be her boyfriend, i walk up to them hoping that they will be more useful than rat man.

"Exscuse me do you know where i can get the best pizza around here?" I ask nicely smiling at both of them.

The pair look at me strangely as i ask the question, the boy licks his lips and smiles at me which makes me look straight at the girl whose face looks like 'bitch if you dont leave right now i will punch you back to england!'. 

I back away slowly raising my hands in the air as if i'm about to get arrested, "Okay sorry, i'll just ask someone else". 

Note to self: Don't talk to a couple because new york girls WILL kill you!

Okay so, so far no luck I've found out where the rat shelter is and i know that i've now made an unexpecting enemy. Wahey! 

Great Start!!

Instead of getting even more creeped out and ending up maybe getting into a fight with these agressive new yorkers i rather just walk back to the apartment bury my head in my pillow and scream, why on earth did i think i can do this?!

The fact that not even finding a pizza place is not even the worse part, i haven't even got a job I though if i come here and show my book to a publisher it would be sold just like that, but the fact that i can't even think about what to write really just makes my decision of mine even more worse.

As i take the lift back up to the sixth floor i look at myself in the mirror wondering what the hell went on in my head which has now ended me up here. I close my eyes and take a deep breath knowing that im going to have to call my parents and tell  them that they were right, i hate having that call!

The lift stops making me quickly open my eyes to see a random guy and girl kissing at each others throats, my intial thought was that, that will leave a love bite.

"Do you mind not watching?" The girl snaps at me.

I realise that i was just watching but i also realised that im still on the third floor, a guy walks into the lift aswell who raises his eyebrow at me. 

"So a girl can't look at some inappropriate behaviour but you guys can practicaly have sex in public?" He says as he presses the number 6 floor.

"Oh for god sake!" The woman pushes the other guy who is getting at it on her neck and leans against the wall.

I didn't dare looking up at the woman i knew for a fact though she was looking at me and probaly cursing me in her head. The young who was sucking her neck off gets off on the fifth floor without even saying goodbye to the girl. Classy!

FINALY! the sixth floor arrives and i get off along with the guy who backed me up, the lift slowly shuts behind me and i take a quick glance to see the girl giving me the dirtiest look ever! YIKES!

"Thank you for sticking up for me" I say remembering my manners.

"No problem, you new here?" He ask obviously trying to make conversation.

"Yeah just moved here from England" I say regretting each and every word that comes out my mouth.

"Wow that's a big move, let me guess you wanted a new start but now you are here you are regretting it?".

IT'S LIKE HE'S READ MY MIND!

I just simply nod with agreement though.

"Have you made the 'you were right' call yet?" He says with a smirk of his face.

"Just about to" I exhale knowing that i still have to deal with that.

"Well don't".

His reply shocks me and i look straight back up, his brown eyes were sparkling with the light bulb as his pearly white teeth shined bright like a diamond. His smooth soft brown hair went up a little from the wax i persuming. He was some what i would call, perfect. He looked like he worked out and he deffinately had an incredible sexy style which was 'handsome' i guess you can say.

"Why?" I ask him wanting to know whether or not there was an actual loop hole from this disaster so far.

"Because you just started, dont quit. You watch when you get there you will feel stupid for even thinking of picking up that phone. But if you do quit then you will never experience something that could've been.

His words spoke to me but i was honestly hoping for a... i got a story line or meet my publisher.

"Thanks" I say with no enthusiasm at all and i walk into my apartment without even saying goodbye.

Yeah i can be a bitch sometimes. 

Brown boxes everywhere but I seriously dont want to unpack but i know that i have to because no one else will, fuck my life!

I look at the phone and i just stare at it for a minute, should i or shouldn't I?