Simply•••H.S

Chapter 1

I took a deep breath, the apartment looked nothing like it did on the website, "Ailex?" My mom asked as she set her hand down on my shoulder, "Are you sure this is what you want?" It wasn't, but I couldn't live in washington with her anymore, "Yeah, im sure, it's new york! My own apartment! It's everything I have ever wanted, ever." I said to her smiling, she just nodded, she opened her mouth to say something but her phone buzzed, "honey I hate to leave you, bu-" I knew what she was going to say, and to be honest I don't care she is leaving, I wanted to finally be free, "But you have to go, I understand." She gave me her fakest smile and blew me a kiss, "Be good, have fun, don't die, love you precious," I smiled and nodded politely back at her, she got in her BMW and drove off, 'I'm free' I thought to myself, I grabbed my only suit case and dragged it up the stairs, I was going to buy more clothes, but for now, this suit case is more then enough. My apartment was on the top level of the building, so I took the lift.

There was only one other apartment on my level, I hope the people inside it are nice enough. I unlocked the door and walked into my new fully furnished house, wow, my own house, even if it's little, im fine with that. I opened the door and walked straight into the dark living room, the walls were white, but the furniture was dark, the coffee table was dark brown, and wood, the sofa was a little leather two seater, it was black, the floors were wooden, again a dark brown, but it was a little lighter then the coffee table, there was a flat screen T.V mounted on the wall, it wasn't overly large, but it wasn't too small either. But it didn't bother me, I don't watch to much television any ways, I walked to the kitchen, it was smaller then I anticipated, but it was only I, I liked to cook, this would be enough space, I ran my hands across the tiny three seater dining table, "Who would come around for dinner anyways?" I asked myself out loud, I shook my head at my insanity, I looked in the freshly stocked refrigerator, I grabbed a bottle of water then walked to my brand new bedroom, it was white and refreshing, unlike the living room, The linen on the queen bed was white and blue, not a sky blue, Or an ocean blue, it was an aqua blue it was pretty, and it matched the wooden desk that was also placed in my room very well.

After an hour of getting settled into my new home, I thought I would go and introduce myself to my neighbour, I was hoping that it was a girl, I had no friends, I'm from Washington, not New York. I was lost in my thoughts when I stopped at the strangers door, I places three hard knocks on the wooden arch way.
"Fuck!" I heard the thick british accent from behind the door, That is when my heart began to race.