The Taming of The Shrew - Chapter 1

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Logan quickly made his way through the airport, dragging his luggage along with him. He had just arrived in London and didn't really want to miss the bus. He pulled open the automatic doors impatiently, not caring about causing damage at this particular moment, and ran to the bus. He got there just as the driver was about to close the doors. The bus driver frowned as Logan got on the bus, tripping over his suitcase, "One ticket to London please!"

"You're in London, you idiot," the driver snorted.

"oh, uh, excuse me a minute," Logan fumbled through his bag, trying to find the piece of paper he'd shoved in there earlier. The bus driver sighed impatiently as he pulled out a scrunched up note. Logan flattened it out a bit and showed the address to the bus driver.

"Right," said the bus driver in recognition. Logan walked over to a seat further to the back and sat down, putting his luggage on the floor, underneath the seat.

The bus had passed several stops and the bus was getting fuller. The bus stopped at a stop with two people wanting to get on. There was an elderly woman, and then there was the most beautiful woman Logan had ever seen. She was frowning, probably because of the lack of free seats, and even then she looked beautiful. The young woman got on first, quickly flashing a bus pass at the driver. She looked around and sighed when she didn't see any seats, but her face instantly lit up when she saw there was one left next to Logan. She walked over, her heels clicking on the floor,

"Hey, do you mind if I sit here?" she asked, smiling sweetly. Logan grinned up at her,

"Not at all," he said. She sat down and got out her mobile phone. Logan looked at her, she had long blonde hair and green eyes, but not piercing green, they were a soft green. She looked about a head shorter than Logan, who was considered an average height. She caught his glance and smiled up at him, "What's your name then?" she said, still smiling.

"Logan, and yours?"

"Bianca," she continued to smile at him sweetly until they were interrupted by the bus driver,

"Hey, american guy! It's your stop,"

Logan gave Bianca his number, before quickly walking off the bus and tripping over his suitcase again. He smiled to himself, he'd got really lucky today. He pulled his suitcase along the bumpy path and headed towards the flat he was renting.

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