It Begins

Chapter 1

I remember one day when I was younger, the teacher asked us the very basic question of what we wanted be when we grew up. Of course everyone said the most random job they could think of, not really knowing what they wanted to be at the age of five. I however was sure that I wanted to be a painter or maybe an art teacher. Painting and drawing would always be my barrier away from the world, so when my teacher asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up I simply said "An artist". My parents of course thought it would pass, that maybe when I grew up I would change my mind but they were surprise when it stuck, and even though dad wanted me to be a doctor, he always encouraged me to keep drawing. Mom however wanted me to have a stable job and what not, but she eventually learned to accept that I wasn't going to change what I want, I was always too stubborn.

So when it came to applying to a university a while ago I knew I needed to drift away from my small town and head big, and by big I was heading towards the big apply, NYC university. The news shocked my parents at first however when I got the acceptance letter they knew this was real, and it was all leading up to today.

Today, today is the day everything changes.. I walk into my new apartment which is of course not as big as my house back in Tennessee, but good enough for me after all and I stare at the wall of my new room as I lay on the bed, this is it Lilly I tell myself, this is the start of a new chapter. 

Of course my few moments of silence are ended as my parents walk into my room, followed by my younger sister.

"So, last chance to come back and bail on this whole artist career and paint butterflies for our mural at home" my mom says, slowly wiping away the tears that have escaped her beautiful blue eyes.
"Oh just let the girl live a bit" dad says as he plants a kiss on my forehead "Not that I won't miss her but she's been home for the past 18 years or so" he says as we both laugh at the idea, god  will I miss him so much, but this, I need to do this, I need to this for me.

After setting up my things and opening a few boxes, my mom and dad kiss me goodbye and go, leaving my little sister here to say her goodbyes.
"So you really are doing this ha, never thought you had it in you" she laughs, she's right after all, even I never thought I had the balls to move away from home

 "I get the bigger room so its a win for me"

" My room is still mine you know" I laugh as I pull her closer for a hug knowing that she will probably go home and make it her own anyway, the girl is still 16, I would've probably done the same.

We hear a car honking outside and we know that's her queue to leave, she hugs my tightly and leaves, closing the door to my new house after her, this is it, this is my now home for the next 4 or so years...

After a bit of procrastinating I start to empty my bags, folding my clothes  neatly into my small but convenient closet, I put on an old sweatshirt and blast on my record player. But just five minutes later my jamming session is interrupted by the doorbell.

" Mother, I told you I'm not coming back, I want to live in New York, I have school tomorrow so please spare me the.." I say as I open the door to be surprise by him, standing there with nothing but dark jeans.
"Could you maybe turn down the fucking music, some of us are trying to sleep you know" he spits rudely enough for me to be taken back, that is of course before I look at his face.
He has these gorgeous blue eyes, you know The ones that immediately pull you towards them, and I don't realize I'm staring until he says:
"Hello, is anyone here"  I realize I am staring right at his tattoo, just above the hem of his pants a leaf shape that surprisingly doesn't suit his style. 

"Um sorry" I say hesitantly "But its almost 3 in the afternoon, I didn't really think anyone would still be asleep" I say rudely before realizing what I just said.

"Oh, well not everyone is little miss sunshine" he says bluntly, I mean what is wrong with this dude I've never seen him before and there he is acting like such a jerk.
" I'll turn it down" I say as I close the door not in the mood for a confrontation and continue my sentence when the door is closed"asshole", but of course me being me, I couldn't help but notice another tattoo on his back, it was a quote that I didn't have time to read, and something about his voice made me realise I was probably going to see him again.
" I heard that" he says through the door, I bite my lips to keep myself from laughing but once I turn around I can't help but burst, what has gotten into me New York has already made me more confident, well welcome to New York...

A while later I decide to continue to unpacking my bags, to ordering Chinese and sitting in front of netflix binge watching friends.. This is the high life I tell you.

(This is my first chapter ever, i hope you enjoyed it! More to come almost everyday, tell me what you think about it, thank you for reading :))