Just by Chance

I woke up to the dings of the clock. It was 8:30 . So, i got up, prepared my clothes and my towel. I slung the towel over my shoulder as i stepped into the bathroom. I hung the towel on the peg. I turned on the shower then a lot of thoughts started streaming through my mind. I wonder if Gen's alright. What does Misty mean about 'drama'? As i finished, i wrapped a towel around my body. Checking myself in the mirror, i swept back my black hair over my shoulder. I should be alright. I opened the door and stepped out. I saw Misty sitting on my bed, looking down on the floor. Judging by her face, she was deep in thought. I decided to break the silence.
"Hey."
"Oh, you're done!"
"Yep. What are you doing here?"
I decided to sit beside Misty, she looked frantic about something.
"Oh, nothing. I was just waiting for you to finish so i could tell you that break fast is ready." She replied. I decided to get up and fix my hair. "Well, since you know, I'll be heading out. Oh and wear something casual. I'm giving you a tour around LA."
I nodded, and she walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. Man that was awkward. I grabbed my comb and started parting it at the center before i blow-dried it. I grabbed my light pink lipstick from one of the drawers. I chose something simple to wear. I grabbed a woven light pink turtleneck and a Black skirt. Just to make the look a bit nicer, i put on some black knee-high boots. I curled my hair at the ends. Then i started putting my necessities in my bag. Before i left the room, i sprayed on my favorite cologne, Between us. It was from my favorite band, One Direction. I mean I wasn't fangirling about it. But Niall is kinda my type. We both love food, and we just do what we want, generally. I headed out of the room and descended down the stairs.
The whole apartment smelled of waffles. I walked over to the kitchen, grabbing a plate of waffles and squirted some maple syrup on it before i chowed down on it. Finally, Misty got down from the stairs. She looked beautiful. Her hair was up in a messy bun, she wore a black off-shoulder shirt, and wore Dark blue shorts and some black and gold wedges.
"Ready to go?" She asked
"Mhm." I replied recluctantly.
We both walked out the flat and headed for the elevator. On the way down, i kept fidgeting my fingers, not knowing why. I was actually pretty excited for the tour. I mean, it wouldn't be too different from Canada. I was excited. Super.

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