CHAPTER 1
KERRI’s POV.
I still looked into the mirror, turned around for several times then I realized that I still can’t go out with this cloth.
I look like a clown with a giant cloth, and also my fibers hair looks horrible so I braided them. My feet didn’t look good in high-heels. So I put them off and wore sneakers. It will looks better. I hope.
I tried to enjoy my life, although I know Alli had more better life than I am.
She studied at the university and this month was her second semester.
Few months ago I decided to work before I went to college because of the crisis and my mother had no money at the time so I was living with Alli, in her apartment and worked in a café in the city, it’s called Cinnamon’s Cafe. Alli’s parents worked in USA, they transferred money every month for us, they were the nicest person I’ve ever known.
“Kerri?” A sound seems familiar from the backdoor, it dispersed my daydream.
“Uh? Yeah” I pulled my clothes and trying to look busy with my sweater.
“You can go with this” Alli straight up to me, she gave me a pair of roller skaters
“Thank you, Alli” I said, I love to ride a roller skaters.
“Good luck!”–“anyway, don’t worry about tonight, I’ll cook something for your mom so you can take a rest after work all day”
“Thank you very much, but I’ll try to go home early”
“Really? You don’t want to get into trouble with your boss again, right?” She giggled at the memory when I got into a major problem after I tried to fill out to go home early.
“Oh Kevin! Don’t ever talk about this anymore” I looked into the mirror once again to make a sure that I didn’t look like a monster with a big cup.
“That’s funny, ah okay, you look great anyway. See you later!” She left my room.
I took my phone then stared into my posters
“Bye! See you later babe” I winked to my One Direction posters on the wall.
I rode the roller skaters to the café where I worked. That was because I sold my car.
Suddenly, a guy hit me from my back until I fell and my purse thrown somewhere. I'm still staring into the asphalt. I felt sore, my knees seems a little scuffed. He straight up to me and gave my purse
“Are you okay?” he helped me up.
“yeah, just a little scuffed” I cleaned pebbles on my shirt
“I’m sorry, what can I do? I’ll call the ambulance” He took his phone from his pocket.
“no no, its oka…” I realize that guy is…………………..
“OMG? You…you are…” I surprised
“I am Niall”
“Of course I know who you’re!” I smiled nervously, he laughed
“I know you do” –“so are you okay?”
“im fine, don’t worry about my knee.
“are you sure?” I nodded to make a sure and then he laughed again
“So, whats your name?” he asked
“I am Kerri, anyway what make you in a hurry?” I asked
“I just don’t want to meet paparazzi, well I had to go, do you have a pen?” I gave him one then he pulled my right hand and wrote some numbers on it
“what’s that?” I wondered
“my number” he winked “I still owe you for hurting your knee, you’re nice and seem fun! You can text me” he laughed again
“okay, I will” I giggled
“see you!” He left me, I watched him ran into his car.
Oh gosh, I still can’t believe what’s just happened.
