London Calling
Chapter 1
Effy's Pov
As I boarded the train for London, I couldn't bare to say goodbye again. Tears trickled slowly down my cheeks as I waved to Serena. My best friend for 18 years and I were finally parting ways, we had never been away from each other for longer than a day, so moving to London to pursue my career and not having a definite time as to when I'd be back to sunny Brighton took it's affect on us. I was going to miss her so much. Of course she would visit but it was different than just a weekend away. It was moving on.
I sat down in my seat and glanced one more time out my window, I waved again to Sez. The salty water then again began to fill my eyes and trickle uncontrollably down my already soaked face. Of course it was ten times more emotional than it should have been, I mean come on we are girls.
I settled in my seat and wiped away the remaining tears, I took one last deep breath. I can't believe it's finally happening. Too many jumbled thoughts raced through my mind about what to expect. I'd been to London before but never to actually live there. I was so scared, my stomach flipped anxiously at any thought remotely relevant to my new home.
As the thoughts continued to tamper with my mind, I slowly drifted off to avoid the silence of the tedious journey ahead.
I was awoken by a muffled noise repeating something, when I woke properly I realized we had arrived and the muffled noise was an older man speaking.
"Excuse me, Miss? erm I think this is your stop" he said politely
"ohh thanks" was all I could say a little embarrassed.
I grabbed my luggage and headed onto the platform. I was finally here, yet it all felt so new to me. I tried to remember my whereabouts as a sickly current reoccurred inside of me. I made my way out of the station and into the daylight of London. I decided I best just get a taxi to my apartment, as I'm forever getting lost. At least someone will know the way. I called for a taxi and told the driver my address. An advantage of being a hopefully up and coming model is all the freebies. I'd been given an apartment which my management had paid for and it was the centre of London so getting around won't be too difficult.
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After a twenty minute journey I had arrived at my apartment. It was amazing. It was modernly furnished and had the biggest flat screen I'd seen. Although I'm grateful It wouldn't be used much as I'd always be out and about and I read a lot, TV is full of nonsense nowadays. I was mesmerized non of the less though. I pondered around aimlessly, trying to take it all in. I walked over to the french doors on the far side of the lounge and opened them both. I stepped out onto the wide balcony, the view was amazing, It over looked a large park with pond lying perfectly in the centre. It was all so serene.
I went over to what I assumed was my bedroom. My jaw fell as I entered the vast space. It contained a king sized bed, and was furnished so perfectly it was as if it was accustomed to my taste specifically. I unpacked my things and put them neatly away. My stomach growled in defence as if I'd neglected it to it's full extent. I headed the kitchen where I noticed at note taped to the fridge. My manager had left some information about tomorrows shoot and luckily a pizza number. I rang and ordered, I was starving. Who new moving was such hungry work.
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I sat and ate my food and I'd check out the news. I turned the TV on and noticed the usual stories were displayed. Oooh One Direction were supposedly in town a long with a few other rising celebrities. Who knows who I might bump into.
I figured I'd better get some sleep as tomorrows shoot was early. I changed into an over-sized tee and climbed into my new bed. I text Serena letting her know I'd got here safe and I'd ring her tomorrow. I was looking forward to what tomorrow would bring, I lay awake for a while thinking which is never usually a good thing as the outcome is always over thinking the possibilities of almost everything. My stomach churned at the thought of meeting new people, it never occurred to me how nervous I actually was, I'm just so clumsy and almost always embarrass myself.
I eventually feel asleep and allowed the dream universe to consume my exhausted mind. Confidence wouldn't be a bad idea now but escaping from reality for a while seemed to suffice.
As I boarded the train for London, I couldn't bare to say goodbye again. Tears trickled slowly down my cheeks as I waved to Serena. My best friend for 18 years and I were finally parting ways, we had never been away from each other for longer than a day, so moving to London to pursue my career and not having a definite time as to when I'd be back to sunny Brighton took it's affect on us. I was going to miss her so much. Of course she would visit but it was different than just a weekend away. It was moving on.
I sat down in my seat and glanced one more time out my window, I waved again to Sez. The salty water then again began to fill my eyes and trickle uncontrollably down my already soaked face. Of course it was ten times more emotional than it should have been, I mean come on we are girls.
I settled in my seat and wiped away the remaining tears, I took one last deep breath. I can't believe it's finally happening. Too many jumbled thoughts raced through my mind about what to expect. I'd been to London before but never to actually live there. I was so scared, my stomach flipped anxiously at any thought remotely relevant to my new home.
As the thoughts continued to tamper with my mind, I slowly drifted off to avoid the silence of the tedious journey ahead.
I was awoken by a muffled noise repeating something, when I woke properly I realized we had arrived and the muffled noise was an older man speaking.
"Excuse me, Miss? erm I think this is your stop" he said politely
"ohh thanks" was all I could say a little embarrassed.
I grabbed my luggage and headed onto the platform. I was finally here, yet it all felt so new to me. I tried to remember my whereabouts as a sickly current reoccurred inside of me. I made my way out of the station and into the daylight of London. I decided I best just get a taxi to my apartment, as I'm forever getting lost. At least someone will know the way. I called for a taxi and told the driver my address. An advantage of being a hopefully up and coming model is all the freebies. I'd been given an apartment which my management had paid for and it was the centre of London so getting around won't be too difficult.
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After a twenty minute journey I had arrived at my apartment. It was amazing. It was modernly furnished and had the biggest flat screen I'd seen. Although I'm grateful It wouldn't be used much as I'd always be out and about and I read a lot, TV is full of nonsense nowadays. I was mesmerized non of the less though. I pondered around aimlessly, trying to take it all in. I walked over to the french doors on the far side of the lounge and opened them both. I stepped out onto the wide balcony, the view was amazing, It over looked a large park with pond lying perfectly in the centre. It was all so serene.
I went over to what I assumed was my bedroom. My jaw fell as I entered the vast space. It contained a king sized bed, and was furnished so perfectly it was as if it was accustomed to my taste specifically. I unpacked my things and put them neatly away. My stomach growled in defence as if I'd neglected it to it's full extent. I headed the kitchen where I noticed at note taped to the fridge. My manager had left some information about tomorrows shoot and luckily a pizza number. I rang and ordered, I was starving. Who new moving was such hungry work.
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I sat and ate my food and I'd check out the news. I turned the TV on and noticed the usual stories were displayed. Oooh One Direction were supposedly in town a long with a few other rising celebrities. Who knows who I might bump into.
I figured I'd better get some sleep as tomorrows shoot was early. I changed into an over-sized tee and climbed into my new bed. I text Serena letting her know I'd got here safe and I'd ring her tomorrow. I was looking forward to what tomorrow would bring, I lay awake for a while thinking which is never usually a good thing as the outcome is always over thinking the possibilities of almost everything. My stomach churned at the thought of meeting new people, it never occurred to me how nervous I actually was, I'm just so clumsy and almost always embarrass myself.
I eventually feel asleep and allowed the dream universe to consume my exhausted mind. Confidence wouldn't be a bad idea now but escaping from reality for a while seemed to suffice.
Notes
Hey guys, I scrapped my first story and here is my new one. Hope you like the first chapter, let me know what you think by commenting or rating. Even if you just read it, means a lot.Thankyou
Isla x
Update please
3/13/14