A Touch Of Your Love (ATOYL) Paused.

iv.

~ This is a work of fiction. The characters and events portrayed here are fictitious or used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons,living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author. ~

The photo above is a handsome Jude Law in the 95's I figured he would be our main character old brother. ^^

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Current Days.

Screaming in my pillow and questioning all of my life decisions, especially when I decided to move into this apartment if I only that he would be my neighbor I would've run away in less than a second.

Waking up already feeling angry as the sun brightly greets me in the morning it was really hard to wake up early alone more so with Jason listening to music out loud only makes things harder. Rubbing my eyes as I sit down trying to be fully awake to begin my day I remembered the reason why I'm so sleepy: the journal. Everything that I've found yesterday at night remained all over the place in my bed.

I then make my way to the bathroom to continue with my morning routine, my mind was already racing with thoughts about Cornelia and Ethan, I have a feeling that I've heard these names before I just don't remember how or when maybe my mother knows something about it. Yeah, I should definitely call her.

Getting ready faster than usual I still managed to get out of  home right in time, I don't have a car so I made my way to the subway with my ears about to explode. What the hell is his problem? Living in New York has its perks, for example, any day I want I can just take a cab or walk and would be able to visit the most beautiful and amazing places where Gossip Girl was filmed, I could go and watch a Broadway Show and pretend to be a tourist.

But it also had its disadvantages, I was far away from my hometown, not that far actually but still and this guy that is just the worst neighbor ever, besides going to the same college as I do.

Getting a grip on my situation I decided to let slip just this one more time but I swear if this ever happens again he's going to meet his lovely neighbor and not in a warm welcome.

Leaving my small yet cozy apartament and making the same routine to go get the subway. Every day is like this and I'm not complaining I love the fact that I have a routine and that I walk in the same streets and get the same subway at 7 o'clock.

Today however or should I say the next weeks I'm going to have Cornelia's journal keeping me company.

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Taking a deep breath, I sight. This is year is going to test my patience I can already see. A couple of seconds after he leaves, Miranda came into my direction urging me to tell her what just happened.

Rolling over and over in my bed trying to fall asleep, I tried drinking tea then I tried reading and had an amazing warm shower, but it seems that even after if I tried all of these things it wasn't working. Today was more than I expected to be, before leaving for school I thought it was going to be just like every other day but I was wrong, so wrong.

Trying to make it look like I have everything under my control isn't working either, I'm a mess. And to complete the day my parents keeps saying that I should apply to do Law School or that I should go to Columbia or get married, but I don't want any of this, I feel so lost because I don't know what I want or what I am which is worse. I'm Cornelia Grace Grimald at least that's what says my birth certificate.

And then I yawn, taking this as the sigh of the Gods I gave in and closing my eyes I finally fell asleep dreaming of having all the answers to my questions.