Square One (Jonny Buckland Fanfiction)

The City of London

God is in our houses

And God is in my head

With all the cemeteries in London

Coldplay ~ Cemeteries of London ~

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 My first day in my new homecountry started quiet early. At 8 a.m. I'm on the road and ready to gave my application to Starbucks Coffee at St. Pancras national train station. As I reach the train station I nearly get squeezed and pushed thru'  the humans. I hate people sometimes. They won't move anyways.

As fast as I can I run to the store and as I stand in front of it, I take my phone out of my pocket and check my look for the last time. Usually I don't give a fuck about my hair or even make-up but today I wanted to look good. I want this so bad. This is my dream and I know that it can be real, if I just try hard enough. After I checked everything I take a last breath and head into the store.

Many people, who are stressed are in the store and a few of them are also sitting on some chairs, with their coffee's in one hand. I move to the right side and ask the woman behind the counter:

,,I'm sorry, but can you tell me, where the boss is? I want to hand in my application."

The woman laughs and responds after a few seconds: ,, Of course, hold on a second, I'll call her!"

After about five more seconds a black skinned, thin woman comes in my field of view, who has a beautiful smile on her face and big round golden earrings, which fitts her really good. 

,,Hello my name is Saskia Curtis, the boss of this store. I've heard from Natasha that you want to hand in your application?", she speaks to me in a very warm voice. I think this woman could be the first person I really like.

,,Yes my name is Lana Harrison and I really want to work at your store to earn some money. I recently moved here and I also will start to study at the university college of London in a few weeks.", I responds.

,,Wow that sounds like you have a very clear plan. I really like that.", she goes on. 

,,Yes. Here you have my application. A letter of motivation and a CV is also inclosed.", I continue.

,,Okay thank you Mrs. Harrison. I'll contact you as soon as I've read it. Would you like to have some coffee?"she asks in a friendly voice.

,,No thank you. I need to go to the UCL now, to get some papers for the start. Thank you for giving me this opportunity.", I mention.

,,No need to thank me. Have  a nice day."

,, I wish you the same. Good bye!", I say and head out of the store.

Wow I think this didn't even went that bad. I hope they pick me, because I can really need that job. Okay so next station UCL and than finally home to say hello to my neighbours. Although I'm a really unsocial person, my parents taught me to always be nice to people, although you want to set the whole world on fire. And.......

I can't think further because someone bumped into me and spilt his coffee on me. Seriously ? I can't go to the UCL like that! What would they think from me?

,,Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry.I didn't want this. I swear!", a warm man's voice says.

,,Just stop talking okay, I need to head to the UCL. We won't ever see each other again, but thank you for ruin my day!", I shout, while keeping my eyes on the ground. I don't want to look into his eyes, otherwise I needed to punch him or something like that. But somehow his voice sounds familiar. 

,,Okay once again, I'm sorry. Have a nice day, anyways!", he replies and starts to walk away with his grey and holey Converse. With my last thought I look after him, just seeing a cap and a dark blue shirt with a light brown trousers. After he has been vanished in the crowd, I head to the subway to go to the UCL.

After I've been at the UCL campus and got my papers to start for the university, I'll take the subway from Euston Street to head to my new home to Belsize Park station, which lays a bit outside of the city centre. Thank god, they didnt say something to this very big coffee spot on my white button-up shirt. They didn't even looked at it.

I lock the door to the flat block and take the stairs to the 3rd floor. Furthermore I open my little flat and go inside. After I changed my dirty shirt, to a dark blue, almost black hoodie and put my light brown/ blonde hair to a bun, I take the flowers, which I bought on the way back and visit the neighbours.

I knocked at the door twice and after a few seconds a middle aged woman, with messy black curls opened. In the friendliest voice I could make I say:,, Hello, I'm the new neighbour. I've moved in yesterday and I just wanted to say hello and bring you this little gift."

,,Oh wow, that's really nice from you. My name is Erica and I live here with my both daughters Tiffany and Iris. Would you like to come in?", she asks, while I hand her the flowers.

,,That would be nice!", I replie and enter the other flat.

,,Tiffany, Iris! Please come in the kitchen for a second! We have a guest!"she shoutes. 

A few seconds later  2 girls, the taller one, probably 18 or 19 years old and the smaller one probably 14 years old, come in my field of view.

,,So these are my girls, Tiffany who is 19 years old and Iris, who is 15 years old.", she introduces them.

,,Hi I'm Lana, the new neighbour.", I say with a smile.

,,Is that a Coldplay hoodie?", Iris asks me.

Oh shit I forgot that this one is the dark blue MX hoodie, I bought a few years ago. Just the small logo on the left ,let fans know it's from the band. The others would never know.

I wanted to replie the truth but their mother starts first. 

,,Iris please. Let her alone with this band. This isn't polite!"

,,But when our brother is here, we need to talk about this shit! Gosh I'm so tired of this!", she shoutes and storms in her room.

The brother from her mother? Could it be one from Coldplay?

,,I'm sorry my sister is very sensitive with this topic.", Tiffany says.

,,It's okay. I'm sorry that I put it on. I won't do it in the future.", I promise. 

,,No please, it's totally okay. I can tell u why.", Tiffany suggests.

I nodd , while her mom prepares tea for us. After we have our cups we sit down on the kitchen table and Tiffany starts to speak

,, So the real reason, why Iris reacts like this, is that....."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

,,Well you are going to see now, but please don't freak out!"

What the hell is going on here?



(A/N) Hello Readers,

Yeah I know that I'm moving fast with the chapters, but the reason is, thta I started to write These chapters a month ago and now I just need to have a look on them for mistakes. I hope you enjoy this Story so far!

So, what is the reason bc of Iris range? Tell me your thoughts!

We will read each other!