Hi, my name is Roxanne and this is my life, well at the moment at least. I'm not really a popular type of person, though I do have some good friends and then there are some creeps that just got their attention on me. Seriously, there is something in me that interest weird guys and I'm like a magnet to them.

Well anyhow. My life actually got interesting only in college, so I'm starting from there. Before college I lived at home, and my parents ware totally overprotective type of persons so when I moved to different city to go to college that was really the first time I had freedom in my life. Imagine being years in a golden prison where you are well kept - well they thought they were keeping you well - and newer ever were allowed to do anything interesting just because you were a girl.. Oh gosh.. I'm just babbling what comes to my mind and boring you out.. So, back to the story…

Moving to new apartment.

"Seriously mom, I'll be just fine. It's not like I'm the first woman who goes to study away from my home town.. And I am a adult already you know?" I was a bit annoyed for my mother to worry so much about me and I was kind of exited to finally being able to move away from home.

"And I'm not going to live totally alone either." I kept explaining to her to calm her down, like I had done almost all of the drive.

"But it's so long distance," my mom whined "what if you will need something, we won't be able to help you out straight away you know?"

I sighed. "I know, I know. And really, as I said. Not a kid anymore."

We drove the last of the car trip in a silence (well we were almost there) and I had to think my mother kind of had a point there. It was a 4hours of driving from her place to my new apartment that I shared with a roommate. But seriously, I had a trust in myself and there was no way I would get myself in a trouble so big I would need my mother for a help.

My head was humming from excitement. Seriously. I was out of home. I had been waiting this day to come for so long! Well ever since my mother remarried, and that had been like a - what - 13 years now? Only thing I was going to miss was my brother, but since I knew he was going to study too, I bet I wouldn't have to worry about him too much.

My new apartment wasn't going to be anything big. Two rooms with shared kitchen and a little bathroom with toilet, simple shower and a place that you could just maybe fit a small washer. My roommate was a woman named Hannah, few years older than me and she seemed kind of nice. I hadn't actually ever met her, we just once talked in a phone, but she seemed nice enough for me not to be nervous of having her around me. If I made it living home with my stepfather I was sure there wouldn't be any major problems having her around. It was still going to be way more freedom than I ever had had in my life. Of course I never said it to my mother that I loathed her new husband, how could I have? She was totally in his charms.

My mother drove to the parking lot and parked the car as neat the front door as possible. We had a trailer behind our car so I could have some furniture with me. I couldn't fit much with me, only my bed, computer desks and a bookshelf, few chairs and that's it. Like I mentioned before, I had only one room in my own use, and the other one was going to belong to Hannah.

My mother wrinkled her nose to the apartment. It wasn't something she would be pleased with, but hey, I was the one paying half of the rent (and Hannah the other half of course), so she had nothing to complain. It wasn't in the centre of the town, quite the opposite actually, but our school would be near, only in a walking distance, so it was convenient to me. And it was a row house, so I would have a little yard in summertime. Now it was all covered in snow. It was January after all.

After we had carried all the furniture and my clothes and other stuff inside my mom was making her leave back.

"You know I love you Roxanne, right?" my mom asked tears shining in her eyes. "I'm going to miss you," She said.

"Mom! Stop it, it's not like we aren't going to see each other! And you're making me cry too! You know I hate goodbyes. So don't cry, ok?" I hugged her a bit teary myself. I truly did hate goodbyes.

I waved bye to my mother and a bit of loneliness was trying it's way to my heart despite the enthusiasm I had towards finally finding out what it would be like finally living almost on my own.

Authors note:

So what did you think? Seriously this is the first thing I wrote in English (never saw any point publishing anything in Finish, so we will se if I'm any good in this or not) so I'll really hope I won't totally suck in this.

I first introduce my characters and give a little base to the story, so I'll get to the plot a bit later.

Any reviews any suggestions are warmly welcome.

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