NEW ME

Chapter 1

Once again this is my first story so please go easy on the comments. Thanks And thats Victoria

Victoria POV
I woke up to my alarm going off at 3am so I could catch my flight.

Moving to Orlando was going to be a big step for me, I just needed to get away from my past here, there are to many memories around here that I just cant take anymore.

I brushed my teeth, put my hair into a messy bun, and changed into yoga pants and a hoodie. I grabbed my bag and looked around the house memories flooding into my mind, before taking off to the airport.

Skip to the airplane ride...

Sitting down i was thinking about my new life and how it was going to be. I have a new apartment right up the street from my new school, a new job as a waitress and Bubba's Diner, which would help me pay for a car,bills etc. When I get to Orlando I want to try harder, I don't want to be average anymore I want to be more social and not just an average student or girl and I will make sure I follow through with that.

Time flew by and I was in Orlando. I called a taxi to take me to my new furnished apartment. I was in a pretty popular modern apartment complex, since there's a penthouse. Now I'm just reading an article in a magazine about Anne Styles, founder of Styles Fashion Inc. and her son Harry.

You'd have to live under a rock not to know who they are, Anne, a rich millionaire who makes really nice clothes. Her son Harry, I really don't know much about except that he's a womanizer, he's always seen in a magazine with a new girl coming out of a hotel room. Just as I was reading the article there was a knock at my door. I get up to go get it and I'm not gonna lie and tell you I wasn't shocked.
HARRY MOTHER FUCKING STYLES!

"Hey welcome to the building, I'm Harry", he mumbled with a flat tone while looking at his phone.

" Hi I'm Victoria and thanks for the friendly first impression, you really care" I said in a sarcastic tone. He looked up from his phone and smirked.

"Oh I didn't know that you were young, I was told you were most likely gonna be a forty year old man." he said with an amused look on his face

" Yea whatever." I tried closing the door but a boot blocked it and the door was pushed open.

" What the hell is wrong with you?!" I yelled.

We were a few inches apart when he whispers in my ear,
"If you need anything I'm in the penthouse a floor above you." he turned and stared walking out "anything" he gave a wink while closing the door.

"Prick"

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