Famous

I woke up with the smile on my face for the first time in ages. I take my phone to see what time is it 9:15 am. I see that I have a bunch of missed message from my parents so I decide to call my mum.
“Halo. (Hello.)” My mum answers.
“Hey.” I say.
“Ohhh... Napokon si nazvala. Prepala sam se da ti se nešto dogodilo. (Ohhh... You finally called. I was scared something happened to you.)” she said.
“Ma bila sam umorna kada sam stigla. Oprosti što te nisam nazvala. (I was tired when I arrived. Sorry I didn't call you.” I say to her.
“Uredu je. Uživaj i pošalji nam tu i tamo koju sliku. (It's okay. Just send us picture now and then.)” she said and I smiled.
“Hoću. Bok. (I will. Bye.)”
“Bye.” She said and I hung up. I got out of bed and opened balcony doors so I can let soMe fresh morning air in. I walk to the bathroom and take a nice shower, then I brushed my teeth. Once I dried my hair I put on my favourite shorts with a shirt.


I decided I will go first to Starbucks to eat my breakfast then I will walk around for a while then but some food and stuff I need to actually survive. Once I looked doors and got to the lobby I saw Ben standing on reception reading something.
„Good morning Ben.“ I said and smiled he looked at me and smiled leaving the book on the counter.
„Moring miss.“ He said. Miss? That sounds weird. I walk to him and smile.
„Please don't call me miss. My name is Ella so call me Ella. I feel wired when you call me like that.“ I say and he smiles.
„Okay. Good morning Ella.“ He says and smiles. „Better?“ He asks and I smile.
„Much better. Have a nice day.“ I say and start to walk away.
„You too.“ He says. I walk out on the street fresh air hits my skin making me shiver a bit. But morning sun warms me. A little bit down my street I find Starbucks. It was almost empty. There was a woman with a child and one older couple that just walked out. I order my drink and croissant.
„Can I get your name?“ The guy that works at Starbucks asks me and I look at him „For the cup.“ He says and I smile.
„Ella. With a double L.“ I say.
„And your number is?“ He asks and smirks.
„Does my cup need my number as well?“ I ask him.
„No. Number is for me.“ He says still smirking and handing me tea and croissant. I roll my eyes.
“Sorry.” I say and turn around. Before I exit I see something shiny on the floor. I pick it up and see the really nice bracelet.

It must belong to a woman with a child. I walk out and see her walking towards her car.
“Excuse me!” I yell and she turns around I walk towards her. At that moment I realised who she was. That was Lou Teasdale I love her. She is hair and make-up artist lots of people know here just because she is working for One direction. But she does make-up for models as well. “Is this yours?” I ask her once I reached her. She looks at bracelet then at me.
“Where did you find it?” She asks surprised. “It was on my hand.”
“I found it on the floor in Starbucks. Here.” I give it to here. “It's really pretty.”
“Thank you. My friend gave it to me for a birthday. He would kill me if I lost it.” She says and I smile.
“Well, I'm glad I saved your life.” I say and we both laugh.
“You know what I have to thank you somehow. Give me your phone number and we can go on coffee one day. Or shopping you seem as a stylish person.” She says and I smile.
“I would love to go shopping. And thank you. I actually just moved here so I can finish my last year of London College of Fashion. I'm studying Womenswear Fashion.” I say and she smiles.
“Really? Well, I would love to meet you better then. Who knows maybe one day I will work for you on one of the Fashion weeks. I am hair and make-up artist by the way.” She says “Lou Teasdale nice to meet you.”
“Ella pleasure is all mine. If I ever get to one of the Fashion weeks, and that is a dream of mine, it would be my honnor if you would help me with make-up and hair.” I say and she smiles.
“Anyway here is my number text me and I'll call you for that shopping. I am in a little rush.” She smiles and gives me her phone number. “It was nice meeting you and thank you.” She says and sits in the car.
“Don't mention it.” I say and she leaves.

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