-Chapter 4-
*Chanel’s POV*
I get in the coffee and I take place at a table right next the window. The waitress come by and asks for my order. I simply order myself a Latté. What a good choice. While waiting for my coffee, I take out my laptop of my purse and I open it. I go check my alerts on facebbok, and my recent tweet on Twitter, obviously. I put on my ears plug and I open my ITunes. The waitress come back with my latté, and put it on the table, I to thank her, and then she go away with a “waitress smile”. I’m choosing which song I am going to listen to… ah yap, this one. This song, I love it since the first time I heard it. Now you’re gone by Bass Hunter. Even if it’s a simple song. It means a lot to me. (Love you grand pa <3) So I’m listening to my song, while talking with my cousin Janie on facebook. And then I feel someone touching my shoulder. I turn around and there’s a girl standing right next to me chair. I look at her and I say
“Hum, yah? Can I help you at something?”
“Yes, but … hum, it’s because you’re sitting at… my table” she answer me.
“Ahh, cause your name is written on it?” I say on a sarcastic way.
“No but… it’s just that… I always sit at this table…” she says shy
“You can sit, I didn’t say you couldn’t” I say smiling
“You sure? Because I don’t want to disturb you, you seem busy.”
“No, of course not, we can talk” I say showing her the second seat of the table
“Ok” she says as she takes the seat right in front of me.
“I’m Chanel. And you are..?
“Hum, I’m Brenda. But everyone’s call me B”
“Nice name, I love it” I say doing a wink.
Then I say to Janie, I had to leave. I close my laptop and start talking with Marie. And we sat there for almost 2 hours talking about life, and getting to know each other’s. We realized we have many things in common. We’re going to be great friends, I can swear. It’s almost 6 o’clock, Marie told me she had to go, for supper. So before leaving, we exchange our phone number so we could stay in touch. So Marie just left and I just do the same, by taking my way out of the coffee shop. I sit on a bench, I call my mom to come and get me. But she says she’s out for some errands, so his boyfriend is going to catch me on the way back home from the studio. Well, I’m finally going to meet the one who made my life a misery. I’m waiting for the same car as earlier to come, but there’s a limo that stopped in front of me. The driver opens the window and shouts
“Are you Chanel? Anna’s daughter?”
“Hum, yes it’s me” I say confused
“Come on in, I’m your personal driver since now. My name is Peter. You can call me Pete.” He says too happily.
“And why should I trust you?”
“Cause I’m working for your step-dad. And he’s still in the studio with the boys. So he asks me to come and get you, and bring you home” he says
“Right, my step-dad. He’s never around, isn’t he?”
“He’s a busy man, you know… But come on in, we have to hurry to go home”
“Ok” I say as I open the door and take a seat in the limo.
Woaah, this is big. I do have a personal driver now. I have a limo for myself. My step-dad must be rich, but even, I don’t like him. Why is he doing all this? Why to me? I don’t get it. He doesn’t know me at all. I don’t know him either. I don’t get a thing about rich people. And I never will.I have to text Marie about this. So I take my Iphone out of my purse and text her.
To Brenda:
Guess what? My new step-dad isn’t able to come and get me, he send me my new personal driver in a limo. Maybe I’m about to get to love London ;)
She replied: ahah new girl! Whoa A limo, it's huge! I hope you’ll like London, so we can hang out more often ;)
To Brenda:
If you're with me, than its sure. Im about to LOVVEE This city ;) xxx
I put on my iPod, and listen to “bring me to life” by Evanescence. And I see peter, he’s trying to tell me something. I get off one of my ear plug.
“hum, What were you saying? I ask him
“I asked you, if you had a good day...” he says nicely.
“Hum, let me think. I had to move from my city to here, in London and leave everything behind me. You know I have a boyfriend and we’re miles away cause I had to move here with my mom. Then I had to get in a plane and say goodbyes. I hate planes. And I hate Goodbyes. And that’s nothing; I also had to wait for my mom’s boyfriend under the rain when we left the airport. And because I already don’t like him, I decided to go away to a coffee. Here’s the nicest thing of my day, I met a girl, and she’s really nice. And I think she’s the only thing nice, here in London. So you want an answer, No I really don’t had a nice day…” I say angrily but still politely.
“Ohm, hum… yah I see.” He says as he really don’t know what to say
“I don’t think you do, but thanks for not asking anything else” I say as I put back my music on.
“Ok, but if you feel like…” he shut down as he saw I wasn’t listening to him anymore.
People really don’t get a thing, it’s my life. Don’t try to be part of it. Cause I won’t let you come in so easily. I mean, can I simply life my life, without everyone trying to change it?
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So here's a little chapter where my friend Marie came in the story... I know there's nothing really interested in this one. But it made the story start. A story always need a beganning right? ;)
Hope you enjoyed it :)
The story is only about te began... <3
Love you all.
