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{ People seemed to enjoy the prologue I uploaded a few days ago, so here's the first chapter, if anyone's interested?. } New York was beautiful, in a technicolour, never-sleeping sort of way.
The city, With buildings so high. It's so different here, So loud and scary. People are ruder, Days are longer. Everyone's so busy, Crushing me to the side. I'm nothing yet, But I will be.
Inspired by @Odd 's Opuss: Metrophobia By the ways, I DON'T live in New York.
Chapter 40: The air was bright and woke me from my hazy sleep. I automatically made my way to the phone, desperate to speak to my mum.
Chapter 39: The room was open and airy with the huge glass windows welcoming the cool breeze.
Chapter 12 <> PIXIES P.O.V (New York City) I'm officially in New York. Wow. It's really cool here and dad has a massive mansion. There's a swimming pool, like 10 garages, 100's of cars.
Chapter 8 <> 1 WEEK LATER• I had been in and out of hospital for appointments etc all week. Dad was Living in a motel. He visited home loads to see me. "Can I talk to you?" Jake asked me one...
#description As I walk down the paved streets, my eyes flit past the flashing, in-your-face neon signs, the tourists with over-prices Nikon cameras, and I smile.
The Perfect Apple The moment was perfect in that instant, As we leapt from the yellow cab's doors. The bright lights of Manhattan in the distance, On our honeymoon night in New York.
"How... How did this..?" she said, slumping into the bed with the baby still in her arms. "I don't know. Look, I don't know if it's actually.. You know..
You're not in this alone Let me break this awkward silence Let me go, go on record Be the first to say I'm sorry Hear me out, And if you take me down Or would you lay me out And if the world needs...
Stella was the lead singer of the NYFG band. She was born and raised in a tall flat with lot's of people living in it. But her city was busy and she was used to it. NYC is where it was.
As it was GCSE results day yesterday, I thought I'd reflect back on when I got mine (7 A*s and 3 As).
-NATE- "I don't think this is an appropriate reason, please save this until later" the priest decreed instantly, not even looking at Jeremy. "I can now pronounce you man and wife.
Last night I was quite disturbed When Stephen Fry told me A distressing little factoid About the folks in NYC.
-NATE- "We'd love to meet this fiancé of yours" one of the Chinese men told me after I'd finished telling them all about her. "I'll call her and see if she's free" I said, dialling Tiffany.
-NATE- "T. Are you okay?" I said, leaping out of bed to realise that she wasn't beside me. "Morning" she said, braced over the toilet. "Aww sweetie, here" I said, scraping her hair off her face.
I can't sleep, so here's another part. There'll probably be a tonne more before sunrise.
-NATE- "T, get back here!" I said from within the car, but she'd already blended in with the masses of people. I never imagined that she'd ever really blend in with tourists, but clearly I was wrong.
-TIFFANY- The journey home was a quiet one. It felt almost dangerous as Nate drove a lot slower than usual, constantly gazing at the picture of the scan on the dashboard.
As a 'holiday special' (because I'm in such a good mood!) I've decided to include two parts as this is probably all I'm posting today x -TIFFANY- Both mine and Nate's phones blew up today with...
-TIFFANY- "Hey Ellie" I said, down the phone to my half sister. "Tiffany, is everything okay.
So, as I was standing at the top of the Empire State Building last night, I suddenly wanted to write some poetry.
-NATE- "This is the perfect one" Tiffany said as soon as we walked into the fifth apartment of the day. "Let's have a look first" I began, but she was certain this was 'the one'.