Criminal Love

Chapter 1: Welcome to London!

As I studied the beautiful white skies and all that was underneath I kept daydreaming on what life was going to be like when I got to London. With my head full of thoughts I suddenly woke up when "fasten your seatbelts, we are about to land, I hope you had a wonderful trip."

There was a lot of people going out of the plane, all strangers. I was so excited at how much fun studying in London was going to be like. When I entered Gatwick Airport it was like heaven. This was the first time I had ever been to London. When I had my luggage I took the express to the city, there was a lot of people there, but I liked it like that.

When I got to London I was very confused, there were so many things happening at the same time. I wasn't from a large city, so I definitely wasn't used to a city this big. There were cabs and people everywhere. I felt a push in my shoulder after a tall man with a long coat run past me insanely fast, and then a smaller man came after. Quickly right after a young man shouted "Welcome to London!" from the balcony above. I laughed to myself, and walked on by.

After a surprisingly short time I decided to find where I was supposed to live, In Nottingham. I decided to take a cab since that's what I heard they do. I had a small apartment, one bedroom only. White walls, although the bathroom had some interesting tiles. Luckily all the furniture in the apartment was there so now I wanted to calm down. First I unpacked, which honestly took some time, then I walked around my apartment and looked at my art of oceans and fruits and my surprisingly nice lamps.

At the end of the day I started FaceTiming with my friends, together we were laughing at how cool it would be if I got a boyfriend in London, a really fancy boyfriend as well. I said I already hoped I met one tomorrow, as that would be a long wish. We were all giggling and wish thinking our future life. I already miss my friends, the wallpaper on my phone is not really helping.

3 days after I had arrived in London I was ready to start my education. With listening to classic 70s music whilst getting to the Academy I got to see even more of London. And it was now that I started to imagine how it would be studying to become an actor. I was so nervous, yet so excited for my future. When I got to the Academy there where so many people inside. I was shocked.

As we had our first drama class I was so interested in everything. But I kept seeing someone in the back row. He just sat there, staring, didn't take notes, and it even looked like he had earplugs in. The man did not own a single respect for doing just that, I thought. About 20 minutes later we had break, I wasn't really sitting with anyone interesting, they were rather annoying. So I decided to move myself up to him, at least then there would not be anyone making me want to cut my ears off.

The man had messy hair, and kind off baggy clothes, and he had his earplugs hidden underneath his shirt. To be honest I thought he was cute. I really enjoyed sitting in the back row, it was far better than sitting in the front. I could still hear the teacher, as well as I was not asked a question by the person sitting beside me every 10 seconds. Even though the new person I sat with really creeped me out. He was still staring, and with earplugs in I didn't really understand his point of being in the classroom anyways.

When the lesson was getting to an end I decided to take contact with him. I pricked him on his shoulder, waited for his attention and silently asked "What's the point showing up to class when you can't hear the teacher?". His head nodded slowly showing a crooked smile when he replied back to me in a soft voice "Sometimes it's good to observe without any sounds, and only music, haven't you seen silent films?" His comment surprised me, yet still I asked "What are you listening to?" A smile grew back at him as he said "Queen, the one and only." The happiness of hearing him say that was the best I have had.

The class had ended, all the students rushed out. In the end he got up, walked past me and when he got to the door he stopped turned around and said "Welcome to London!"