Every girl desires to have her Prince Charming or a knight in a shining armor. What if our Cinderella makes her way to her prince, not the prince of the palace but prince of all damsel's heart. Or may be a camouflage of the prince? And overtime thei...
They say Love is Blissful. Then why doesn't it feel like? Why does my heart hurt so much and still go on beating? Why is here agony? Why despite having stack of hatred I still love him? Love inevitably do cost a thing.
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'Ma'am, where are you going? Ma'am, you can't go inside now. I repeat you ma'am you are late and the flight took off. I'm sorry'
'No, I can't miss it.The flight can't take off without me. Let me go. Come on let me go. Let. Me. Gooo.' Shouting.
'LYDIA..LYDIAA..LYDIAAA!!! Why are you sleeping so long? And why are you even shouting? Do you wanna miss your flight?'
Lydia's POV :
"Lydia,wake up..do you want to miss your flight." my roommate SIERRA WINGET is shouting to wake me up as I have an early flight, and I am dreaming hopelessly how I missed my flight.
Sierra is a white skinned beautiful blonde girl of 20 years old who has got the best sense of humor and savage attitude. And She is my best friend, my soul sister...
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And me?
I am LYDIA PARIS. I'm 18 years old with a quiet okay looking girl with white skin, brunette hair, moody face (well, that's what I think) kinda boring as I never have any boyfriend (cue the eye roll). But people say I look pretty and I don't wanna talk about it (mentally sigh in this contempt)
Well, Currently I wake up hearing her and start doing things in hurry. My flight is at 8.30 and it's 6.45 already. I get ready as fast as possible with skinny jeans, a white tank top and a black jacket onto it. I check everything one last time, put my passport and tickets in my hand bag. Then we leave for the airport in hasten.
Oh!! Just forget to mention that I am leaving from Calgary, Canada to California, USA to study business management at California State University since I got a student scholarship there. My parents, who live in Edmonton, Alberta (my hometown) also came to see me off from the airport. I feel pretty upset to leave my family and Sierra, but I am happy at the same time to start a new life in America.
IN LOS ANGELES:
A bald, healthy, 50 years old (approximately) man tries to narrate a story of his next project to IAN KEVENSKY .
In case if you are wondering who Ian Kevensky is then let me tell you.
IAN is a 21-year actor whose last series on Netflix is a massive success and within a short time he becomes a youth sensation. He is a very attractive, fair skinned, ultimate Zestful boy. And Girls are crazy after him.
Ian's POV :
"I think I like your idea Mr. Smith, But it would be better if we look for a new face for female protagonist. Also, it would be fun to romance a new face." I wink.
"We will start looking for new face in this winter." Mr. Smith agrees with me.
"Till then we need to work on other mandatory things." He adds.
"That sounds great." I respond.
I am excited for this new girl hunt process and the thought brings a mischievous smile on my face.
(Authors note: I am using italic font to describe Lydia's subconscious, flashbacks and some specific significant moments. So don't get confused by this)
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