Chapter 1: The Beginning

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I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. I moved my hand form under the covers and I placed my palm on the top button, pressing it to silence the noise. I made a loud yawn then got up. I went over to my light blue dresser and picked out an outfit. I dressed myself in a dressy white blouse, a black pencil skirt and a black jacket. I opened my bedroom door and walked over to my bathroom and opened it up. I put lipstick on my pink lips and mascara on my long lashes. I blinked a couple of times, looking at my blue orbs. I put my light brown hair up in a bun and headed back to my bedroom. I put on 3 inch black heels and put on a black tie. This was my attire for my career. I worked as a branding manager in London. I moved here from America about a year ago. I had always wanted to move here because of the environment and the payment. I lived in a two bedroom two bathroom apartment, in case a friend or family member spent the night.

My apartment had black and white walls. The style of the apartment was very modern. I had a small kitchen, which had a marble island table, a silver fridge and a black stove along with a black microwave. I had a small lounge room connected to the kitchen which had a black, three person, leather sofa and two black wood chairs. In the middle of the room stood a small black wood coffee table. If a guest walked down the white - walled hallway, they would find two bedroom with black and white walls and two bathrooms that had white walls with glass tile. 

I grabbed my black notebook and black purse and headed out the door. I walked on the cement sidewalk to my silver 2011 Honda Civic. I unlocked my car and opened the passenger side door to drop my stuff. After dropping everything into the seat, I walked over the the drivers side door and climbed into the vehicle, buckling my seat belt and adjusting the mirrors. I pushed the keys into the ignition and the car roared to life. I drive out of the complex and drove onto the main road to my business building. 

I stopped at a red light when my phone started to ring. I swipe the answer button and a familiar voice comes from the device. "Hey Meg! How's everything going?" the voice exclaimed. I put my phone on speaker and placed it in the cup holder. The light then turned green and I continued driving. "Nothing much Amy, just on my way to work. How's life with you?" I replied. Amy Brown was my best friend from high school. She moved to London with me but she moved closer to her work as an account manager. "Good Good. So are you excited that in about a couple of months you will be turning 22?!?!" Amy voiced. "Yeah, I'm excited" I replied. "By the way Meg, I set you up with a hot date tonight! He is a good friend from work. His name is Luke Miller, his mom is from London and his father is from America. You two are going to meet up at The Ledbury. It's at 6pm so don't be late. I know you shouldn't be because you get off of work at 3pm today" Amy explained. "Goodness Amy, you know me too well" I chuckled. I turned into the work parking lot and parked my car. "Hey Amy I would love to talk to you some more but I arrived at work so I have to go, talk to you later?" "Alright girl, like I said don't be late! You will have fun tonight! Bye Girl!" "Bye" I spoke as I ended the call. Ever since we moved to London Amy has tried to set me up with cute guys here and there. I walked into the tall glass building where I greeted by people wearing similar attire to mine. I walked up to the elevator and pushed the button to go up.

After waiting a few minutes the elevator opened. I walked inside and pressed the button which had the number eight on it. This building had ten floors total, one for a different purpose. For example, the second floor is for market management, the third floor is for commercial management, and the fourth floor is for financial management. The eighth floor is entirely for brand management. Soon the elevator came to a stop at the eighth floor and the elevator doors opened. I stepped through and was greeted by people at their work stations. I then saw a long wooden conference table in the back. I walked over there and i took a seat. At the table there were three other women and three men, all dressed in similar attire. 

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