Model Roommate (bxb)

Chapter 1 - The Departure

Chapter One - The Departure

[[AN : Photo of John on the side. :) Tom Daley aka John Ashford. Isn't he adorable? :P ]]

I took a deep breath as I exited my chamber. I wore my fuzzy blue slippers that are resting on the door of my room. I ran down stairs towards the kitchen and got greeted by my loving mom, Barbara Ashford. I returned the smile. I moved towards the living room and sat on the sofa besides my sister who was watching Project Runway. I smirked as I snatched the remote and changed the channel. She look annoyed, almost about to shout. It came to my attention that she is about to call mother and make things bigger. So I slapped the remote to her face. Brutal, I know. She shot me a death look and stuck her tongue out.

''How mature for a 17 years old lady.'' I said sarcastically fanning my face with my hands.

''Mommy! John is being annoyiiiiiiing!'' Ashley shouted so loud that I thought her vocal cords would explode. ''Besides, you slapped me with the remote, now who's childish huh? '' She added. The girl has a point.

''Quit it you two! '' Mom dashed towards the living room while pointing an egg beater into us.

''Sorry Mom!'' we said in unison then stuck our tongues out at each other after saying it.

Ashley and I are actually very close. We pick out each other's clothes like sisters would, except that I'm a guy. We weren't the type of people who buys stuff constantly, even though we had the luxury to do it. But if we can however, it is a different story.

''Hey! Armani or Vivienne Westwood?'' my sisters asked while holding two trench coats with the same color.

''What? Sorry, I spaced out.'' I mumbled keeping my eyes on the Television.

''I said, Armani or Vivienne Westwood?'' She replied, waiting for my choice of coat.

''Vivienne Westwood.'' I said with an obvious tone. ''It suits your personality.'' I added

''I think so too. '' She commented. ''You really know me! '' she added with a playful smile on her face.

''Of course! Duh? I spent my 16 years with you! How would I not know?'' I talked back happily.

''Yeah, Yeah, Whatever.'' She muttered rolling her eyes. ''Get ready, mom is almost done with the breakfast.'' She added

I nodded and ran upstairs. When I locked the door, I quickly removed my clothes leaving my boxers on. I picked on my clean underwear and ran to my walk in closet. Yes, it takes that much to house my clothes. I'm like a female inside of a male body in terms of clothes. I picked on an Alexander McQueen pants, Vivienne Westwood coat and button shirt, and Armani shoes. I layed them in my bed and rushed naked in the bathroom. I stood in the shower just letting the water run through my face. I'm thinking about something I'm about to venture, I'M GOING TO AMERICA!

I will enter Saint Catherine Fashion and Arts Academy. I never really thought of taking school here in UK although it's great here. I just want to experience about being alone and working for myself in a foreign land. One day, I'm going to be designer.

I got out of the bathroom, dried myself with a towel and my hair with a hairdryer. I put on my clothes leaving the coat behind. I ran down and was surprised to see my mom and sister looking up smiling.

''Aww. You look good John!'' my mom stated, her eyes glistening.

''Yeah!'' My sister commented while eating. She struggled talking while munching on her food.

I went to the table and I was greeted by my favorite breakfast foods, like ever. Mango filled waffles, pancake soaked in honey, sunny-side up egg, and stir-fried rice. Well, maybe not so breakfast-y but they are my favorites.

I finished eating and hurried back to my room to get Chanel luggage. I only bought two pairs of trousers, a dozen undies, five shirts, a coats, two shoes, two pajamas, and a flip-flop. My mom insisted me not to bring a lot. She handed me a credit card. She wants me to shop in America. That's the first thing I'm going to do other than complete Academy obligations or else I'll ran out of clothes. She said I could buy anything I want. So that's cool with me.

We arrived at the airport. I was about to board; I took a glance back to my mom and sister. They were smiling at me. They waved in unison. I smiled and waved back and then finally blow a kiss. Yes, I know, so gay but I will miss them a lot. There's Skype though. Thank you technology! I turned and and walked faster to lessen my suffering about missing them.

I boarded the plane and the plane took off. I look outside my window and London got smaller and smaller. This is it, AMERICA!

[AN - Hello Guys! First chapter. : ) I hope you like it. Even though it's un-eventful. The fun is just about to start. I promise you this is a not-so-cliche as it seems. You will kill me when this ends. :) HEHE. BYEE! -FashionMonkey]