I'm finally in London!! After all those years of toiling in the hospital back in my country I was able to get a job here!
I just can't wait to start!
But first I must find my new apartment...
Apartment!! My very own living space! With my own room, kitchen, living room and bathroom!! No more sharing with five other people for sleeping space!! finally I have my own Privacy!!!
oh! I'm sorry if I was rambling on here but I was just so caught up in excitement in being in another country that I wasnt- Anyways I'm getting carried off again.
I'm CJ James. I'm 22 years old. I'm 5'7" with a tanned complexion (thanks to my ancestry), long, curly hair that reaches just the top of my butt and i could say that i have an average body size(I even have a little bit of a chubby belly but who cares!). I love sweets and I hate spicy foods. And the reason that I'm so excited right now is because i'm finally going to be working here in London away from my family!!
Well you see I've been coddled by my family for a long time so I really want to experience my independence! So I was so luck to be able to be accepted at a hospital here in London!!
Now back to reality...
As I look around the airport I was looking for the exit. I noticed that there were a lot more people than ususal. Not that I know what amount of people should be in an international airport in London.
But these crowd of girls mostly were blocking my way to exit. And I had to get to the conveyor belt as i was going through the crowd of crazu girls somebody pushed me and my glasses fell off!
"Hey! Wait! My glasses!!"
CRACK!!
That sound. The sound that signaled my doom made me feel dread. The sound of somebody stepping on glass and breaking it. As I look around the blurry place looking for it I got pushed and shoved away from my original standing place until I got away from the crowd.
Now I'm confused on which part of the airport I am. So I look around looking for a way out. I try reading the signs above me but I just couldn't make them out without my glasses. I was so busy looking up that I didnt see the person in front of me until I bumped into him.
Which was a disaster since it sent me to the ground and my things went sprawling about.
"OW!"
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! Are you alright?"
I heard a guy say. I didnt bother answering him coz I was so focused on my spread out things. It's a good thing that my luggage was intact but the contents of my backpack was out.
"Bloody hell man! You slammed into her like a battering ram! Is she okay?" I heard another guy said.
"I dunno she isn't answering me."
"I think you hit her too hard..."
"This wouldnt have happened if Louis wasnt chasing me!"
"Thats because you stole my beanie Harry!"
"I said I was borrowing it!"
"Hey miss are you alright?" another guy said to me. He crouched in front me but I couldnt make him out even if I had to squint me eyes at him. All O could see was his brown hair in a clean cut.
"I'm fine. It's just my things..." I sighed as I start to pick them up. My first time in London and everything is not going too well.
"Oh! Here let me help you." the guy started to help me. And another guy with with blonde hair crouch not too far from me and started picking up my phone.
"Here." he gave me the phone. And i smiled at him as thanks.
"thanks." i said.
"Oh no problem. I just hope you're fine." he said in a weird accent that is slightly familiar.
"Hey I'm sorry if I bumped into you." the guy who bumped me say. When I look up at him I couldnt also make out his face only that he has long curly brown hair and is wearing a red beanie.
"No. I should be the one who is sorry. I wasnt looking. So sorry." I picked up all of my things and placed them all in my bag.
When I stood up I saw that there were five guys in front of me. I seriously couldnt make them out I can only distinguish them from each other is by their clothes and hair styles. There was this other guy who has his black hair in a ponytail. while the other guy has brown hair but is cut short.
I fixed my things then I looked at them to thank them.
"thank you again. and also I'm sorry."
"no. I should be the one who should say sorry i was the one who bumped into you." the guy in the red beanie say. "What can i do to make it up to you?"
"Uuuuhhh... I dont think that is a good idea man" the guy with blonde hair say in his irish accent.
IRISH!! No wonder his accent is so familiar.
"You're Irish?" I asked pointing to the blonde guy.
He looked taken aback by my question like he wasn't expecting me to ask it.
"Uuuuhhh... yeah..." he answered with hesitation.
"I knew it. My mom is a nurse in Ireland so she picked up the accent. No wonder it sounds familiar." I smiled at him then looked at the guy in the red beanie. "I'll take you up on that offer."
"okay...What do you want? autographs? pictures? or tickets? sorry if i cant give you my clothes though i will need it." he smirked.
i looked at him like he grew two more heads out of his curly hair.
"clothes? no thanks why would i even want your clothes? I was gonna ask if you could just point me to where the exit is so I could get a taxi. I couldn't get through the main entrance coz there are lots of people out there. And since you guys sound like british except for irish guy there then i was hoping you know the way around a british airport." I said.
"seriously? That's all you want?" the guy in a black ponytail says.
"yeah... or you dont know the way too?" i asked.
they just look at each other unsure on what to say.
"Great. You also dont know. Iunderstand. Anyways thanks for helping me with my things. I gotta go." I was about to turn aroundwhen the guy in a red beanie says
"Just go straight and follow the signs it will lead you to the exit." he pointed to a sign just behind me. When I look at it I saw an arrow and blurry words. I sighed and looked back at the guys.
"well thanks again." I turned around and began walking and trying to decipher which way to the exit.
Well London here I come! If I could get out of this place!
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Hello everyone!! I started another story because I was inspired by my favorite niece (don't tell her sister!) to write a story like the one she is working on so I dedicate this first chapter to her @LeaneGailBolauro .... Luv You Gurl!!! I know you love them and I know that I barely tolerate them so please dont judge!!
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Lost In London
LosoweI'm finally in London It's been my dream to be here and yet I'm LOST?!?!?! and guess who found me? just read and find out!