New Beginning

Kirsty is the girl that all the guys want, that all the girls want to look like and who everybody hates but secretly loves. She had a boyfriend, great friends, but when things start to go from amazing to horrible, she knows its time for a life change. She moves to New York City to start over. She moves in to her very own Manhattan apartment, gets and internship at Teen Vogue, makes friends. She hits the big time when she meets 5 guys who change her life forever. Does she live her life as a normal girl trying to find her place in the world? Or live her life as a celebrity she is about to become?

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3. Exploring the City...

Heeeeeeeeeey :D Hope you like this chapter. Please please please comment on it and tell me what you think. Even if it sucks, cause it does. But please read it!!! :D The next chapter will be dedicated to someone who comments the best comment. Hope you enjoy it. If you want to get updates, quotes, etc, please follow the account on Twitter @NewBeginningFan :) I follow back.

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It is a sunny day in New York. As I woke up, I see the sin shining through my bedroom windows above the bed. I lay in bed for a while listening, listening to the busy city outside my window. Taxi cabs blowing their horns, people screaming, sounds of drills hitting concrete on the road and music playing in the distance.

I get out of bed, put my warm feet on a warm fuzzy carpet and lift myself off the bed. I go to the kitchen and look around for the coffee machine that is under the window that is looking over central park. It is the biggest park I have ever seen in my life. In South Africa, there is no ark as beautiful and as big as this. I get the coffee out of the pantry and pour the brown powder into the coffee machine. I switch it on and stand and wait. The city is beautiful during the days as it is at night. The coffee is done, I pour myself a mug, put sugar and milk in the mugs and go back to my bed room to get my BlackBerry and walk out to the terrace that is outside my bedroom.

I sit outside furniture and put my mug on the table and unlock my BlackBerry and check BBM. There are about twenty messages and emails, 'I will reply to them later.' I think to myself. I get my coffee and take a sip of the brown liquid that envelopes my mouth with its warmth and taste.

I scroll over to the Twitter icon and open the ap. I go through my timeline looking for something interesting to read. I find nothing but One Direction's tweet.

"@onedirection: Landed in the Big Apple, so many fans at the airport. Thank you. :) Off to the hotel we'll be living at."

I look at the tweet and smile and wonder what hotel they're staying at. It will be found out sooner or later. Directioners are like the FBI, but way better. I take another sip of my coffee while thinking of what to tweet. I finally have what I want to tweet.

"@KirstyRobertsNY: My first morning in NYC. Good morning:) Sitting on the terrace thinking of what to do today. Such a beautiful morning."

I hit the tweet button and scroll over to my profile. I've only got two tweets. Such a bore I am. I look at the picture I currently have as my icon, so I decide to change it to a recent picture of me. Its a picture of me in a club, standing with my leg over a metal railing thing, that is by the dance floor. I'm hapy with it and close the app.

I take my last gulp of luke warm coffee and head back inside my apartment. I put the mug in the sink and walk out. I walk to my bedroom and look around.

'Do I really have to clean this bedroom of mine right now?' I think to myself.

I decide to quickly make the bed, draw the curtains and open the windows, and put my clothes that I wore last night in a white laundry basket that's in the bedroom. Finally the bedroom is tidied up. Now I need to shower. I take my BlackBerry off the nightstand and walk into the bathroom. The bathroom is black and white, a white spa bath, big shower, that I could possibly move my closet into, a toilet bowl(obviously) some fake lilies in a glas vase on the round table next to the basin. It looks amazing.

I run the bath water, ut some vanilla and strawberry bubbles inside and get in. The bath feels so good after the long flight to NYC and the long cab drive from the airport to my apartment. I grab my phone off the table and go to the Twitter app.

"@KirstyRobertsNY: In the bath. Going to be smelling like vanilla and strawberry afterwards. #NakedTweet :P Oops... Bye!

I put my phone back on the table and wash up.

I walk into my walk-in closet, open the drawer my underwear is is. I get a black lace pantie and bra and slip them on. I love lace underwear, its all I wear. Only under my clothes though, can't wear it any other time. Unless its a special occasion of some sort in the bedroom. I sort through my clothes, searching for what I can wear today. I find a floral maxi-dress, pink strapped sandals, gold necklace with an owl at the end of it, gold bangles with a gold ring and white Chanel bag. I get dressed, do my hair, middle path, with all my hair hanging lose. I do my make-up. I'm going with the natural look, concealer, light brown and a little bit of gold a bit of eye make-up, light pink blush and lip gloss to match, and a bit of eyeliner. I make sure I have everything I need, and I leave my apartment.

I get outside, its still so noisy. I put my sunglasses on and beging to explore the city. My first stop is Madison Avenue, the home of labels. Its a shoppers paradise. Since I got the knack for labels early in life. My new beginning, get an internship, make friends and just be me and concentrate on finding love too. That's why I came to New York, to start over and have my new beginning.

Its been a while that I've been walking around, so I spot a Starbucks coffee shop and decide to get myself some coffee and something to eat. I order a Frappe and a blueberry muffin and go sit at a table and wait. I get my phone out of my baf and open twitter. I was about to tweet when...

"Kirsty, your Frappe and blueberry bran muffin are here for you." A really pretty girl says that works here.

I get my coffee and muffin and go back to my table. I get my phone out and tweet.

"@KirstyRobertsNY: I just stopped at @Starbucks to get coffee and a muffin. But I ate the muffic while typing this tweet ;) #Yum :P

I put my phone back in my bag, take my frappe and leave Starbucks. I didn't want to leave, it was so warm and cozy. The smell of all kinds of coffee drifting through the air and the smell of fresh baked goods. I could stay in there all day.

I walk all around the Upper East Side, taking in all the scenery, buildings, cafes, restaurants and all the people. Its so beautiful, I cannot get over that I'm actually here. I feel like Carrie Bradshaw from Sex and the City.

Its starting to get dark now, its 7:05pm already and I have done so much walking today, my feet are really aching. So I decide to head home. This day went by so fast. I shout for a cab to stop, but none stop for me. My fourth attempt, a cab stopped and I get in.

"Where to miss? Oh its you. The girl with so much luggage bags." The fat Mexican cab driver says to me.

"435 E 79th Street, Manhattan." I say. "Yes its me. Oh before I forget to ask? Why does everyone call me miss?" I ask confused. "By everyone, I mean, you, my doorman." I say with a giggle.

"Its just out of respect. So we call every woman Miss. What's your name?" He asks me.

"That's interesting. My name is Kirsty." I say smiling.

"We're here. My name is Gerardo. That will be $25 miss." He says smiling, holding out his hand.

"Thank you. Nice to meet you Gerardo." I say handing him the money and getting out of the cab.

He drives off and I go back to my apartment. I walk in the door and put my bag down on the sofa, and kick my shoes off. I walk into the kitchen, open the refrigerator and look for something to eat. I take out lasagna that I just put in the mircowave to heat up. I get a bottle of wine and pop the cork and pour myself a glass. The lasagna is done heating up I go sit on the sofa and begin to eat.

I finish up eating, wash the dishes I ate out of, and pack them in the cupboard. I take my shoes and handbag and head to my bedroom, after switching the lights off in the sitting room. I go into the bathroom and get showered up and get my pink Victoria Secret pajamas on and get into bed.
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