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"A little help would suffice, don't you think?"

I glare at Izzy as she stayed lounging on the couch, watching some stupid video about a cat pleading not to have a bath. I knew move in day wasn't going to be a walk in the park, but I did expect some help some my friends. Maya was too busy cozying up to her new boyfriend, Jordan, to offer any help, and Simon is stuck at some distant relatives birthday party, which I'm more than sure he has no idea whose it actually is. But I can always rely on John.

"Can you just grab the last box from the car, my back is killing me, John will the bring up the rest."

Izzy gets up with a reluctant sigh as she slowly walks to the front door. "Fine," she starts, "but the room to the left is mine!"

I would have never put it behind Izzy to have claimed her space without negotiating well before I got to New York. I just got back from visiting my mother, Jocelyn and Step-father Luke back in Boston. My mom was pretty broken up about my leaving for college but Luke calmed her down enough to let me finally go. She even offered to live with me. I take this time to scope out my new room, it's pretty big considering the location, the only downside is that my only window is facing another and a brick wall. You move to New York for the view and you definitely pay for it. Looks like I have to invest in some heavy curtains. I go back to the living room when I can hear the labored breathing of my older brother, and the very high pitched complaints coming from Izzy.

"I will never understand walk ups. It's so inconsiderate."

She heaves as she lifts the last box onto our dining table, which I'm more than sure Is the lightest box in the entire car. I roll my eyes and walk towards John whose currently looks dead on my couch. "Aww, come on macho man. Can't be all that bad, it's only 5 flights." I end up laughing by the end of my sentence, earning me the death stare from the not-so- macho man himself.

"Your lucky I love you."

"I've never felt luckier in my entire life."

"Good, because I'm never doing that again."

I kinda feel bad, but only a little. He pretty much begged me for him to help me move in. The night before he literally held me for an hour, babbling that his baby is growing up and how he has no purpose, even though he has plenty of women lining up to be held by "The" Jonathan Morgenstern, hot shot lawyer extraordinaire. But I don't like bothering him too much, I know he gets pretty busy. He starts to peel himself off the couch and slowly collects his jacket and phone.

"I'd love to help you settle in but I've got a lot of work to do. If you need anything, and I mean anything, you call me right away ok?" I slowly nod as he places a kiss on my forehead and watch as he walks out the front door screaming, " Love you Clare-Bear!" I chuckle to myself as I walk down the hall towards Izzy's room. She's the one that found and bought the apartment a month ago while I was still on vacation, so she's pretty much settled in already, and as I open her bedroom door for the first time, it definitely shows. She's already painted her walls a blood red, complete with a black armour, bed, desk and chaise lounge chair. I don't ask how she got all the furniture up 5 flights. I wouldn't put it behind her to ask one of her admirers for help.

I find Izzy lounging on her bed, with a laptop open as she types. The minute she sees me enter, she slams the lid shut. Ok, that was weird. As I walk to her bed, I cant help but notice her two open windows with a beautiful view of Riverside park and the Hudson river.

I sit on the edge of her bed as she re- adjusts to let me sit. Either she doesn't think I notice her jumpy posture or she plays it off well. I quickly brush it off and start to ask her questions on how she came across the apartment.

"Maya's boyfriend is friends with our landlord, so he put the word in that we were looking for an apartment. Its a pretty good location and size considering it was last minute, " she makes a point of addressing.

"It seems pretty quite on the floor which is good." As an artist, peace and quite is definitely a must. But I notice only two other doors in the hallway.

"Yeah, I checked out the neighbors before I chose the place, one is an elderly lady named Dorthea who gave me cupcakes, and apparently two other boys."

"Apparently? I thought you said you already knew?" I try to lift one eyebrow but it ends up being both, leaving me with a shocked expression. Damn my inability to be awesome.

"Yeah, Dorthea said they've been out of town for about a week, and I haven't ran into anyone, so their probably still gone. Dont worry, you'll probably just zone out anyway."

"Well im gonna go unpack, so good night." I leave Izzy's bedroom and enter my own. Although Izzy has a room with a view, she gave me the larger one of the two. It seemed like a fare trade off to me considering I wasn't here to help pick the apartment. Since she was here before me, I asked her to have one of her "helpers" paint my room as well while they were at it. Its a very tranquil, calm green that automatically melts me with the feeling of being home.

As I unpack, I managed to find my portable speakers. It'll do for the moment, unpacking is always better with music. I place my music on shuffle and one of my favorite songs, Hero by Family Of The Year comes on. I start to sing along as I grab a step ladder and place my small paper lanters around the top of my room. At night, its absolutely breath taking.

By the time most of my clothes are put away and im done decorating im absolutely exhausted. Tomorrow, im definitely going to have to start my job search before the first semester begins so I stop what I'm doing and crawl into bed. The minute that I begin to feel myself slowly drift into the darkness, a bright white light beams onto my face, causing me to sharply cringe and search for the annoying source. I open my eyes to find the window across from mine, wide open, beaming with light. I get up to close my window, and thats when the music starts.

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