This is my first story and I really hope you all enjoy it! :D

I've been walking around London all day, looking for a decent flat. Either the price was too high or the standards too low. Looking for a flat in London is rare and exhausting. I walked into my tiny flat and dropped my bag in the floor near the door. There wasn't much in the flat. It was a two piece apartment with a kitchen, a bed and a bathroom. I quickly changed into my pajamas and flopped down on my bed. I immediately fell asleep.

The next morning I was sitting on my bed, since I don't have room for a sofa, reading the newspaper when I saw an advertisement for a rent. It seemed like a good place because there was a tube station just around the corner from the address. I quickly slipped into some skinny jeans, Converse high tops and a shirt. I slipped into my jacket and put my blond curls in a high ponytail and slung my bag over my shoulder. I took the newspaper and flattened it out on the page with the address. I slipped out of my little flat and tip toed in front of my landlord's door-

"LEVINE! HAVE YOU GOT MY DAMN RENT YET!?" Mr. Edgar yelled as he opened the door. I winced at the volume of his voice.

"No I haven't got it yet" I replied quietly, avoiding eye contact with the little Asian man.

"You better have it by tonight, or I'm putting your flat on sale!" He yelled before slamming his door in my face. I groaned with frustration as I headed out of the ugly building I lived in. This new place better be nice.

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I knocked on the black door of 221 Baker Street. I waited patiently until the door flew open and kind looking old woman opened the door. She was wearing a purple dress and a lot of makeup. Her grey/blond hair sat just above her neck in a nice way.

"Oh hello! You must be here for the rent! Well come in, its bloody cold outside" she said with a warm smile. I thanked her and moved across the threshold. I entered a hallway that had Victorian looking wallpaper. There was a staircase leading upstairs and at the end of the hallway a door which read 221C.

"I'm Martha Hudson" the lady said, holding out her hand as she closed the door.

"Rachel Levine" I replied shaking her hand. She gestured towards the door with the 221C on it and I approached it. I turned the knob and pulled open the door. My mouth hung open at the amazing space I was seeing. It was already furnished, with empty book shelves, a little kitchen, a door leading to a bed room and a couch facing a TV. This flat was definitely better than my current one. And cheaper.

"As you see, it comes fully furnished with no extra charge" Mrs. Hudson explained.

"Are you serious?" I asked, almost not believing her kindness.

"Yes of course! I've been trying to get someone in here for years but no takers. And now here you are so no charge for the furniture!" She explained.

"Well this place is amazing" I exclaimed.

I was signing the documents to move in tomorrow when a thought occurred.

"What about the neighbors?" I asked, looking up from the document.

"Oh of course. Well two men, probably about your age live up there" Mrs. Hudson said as she pointed to the next floor.

"It's quite hard to miss them if you walk by them on the street" Mrs. Hudson continued. I wondered mentally what made them stand out. I quickly finished signing all the needed documents and handed them over to the landlady.

"I'll see you tomorrow dear!" Mrs. Hudson exclaimed as she closed the door behind me. I sighed happily as I made my way back to my ugly apartment building.

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Once I got back to my tiny flat, I quickly put the few possessions I owned into boxes. Once that was ready, I made myself a quick dinner. As I was eating someone burst through the door, and they were most definitely not welcome in my flat.

"Levine. Have you got my rent!?" Mr. Edgar asked walking over the threshold.

"Nope" I relied, popping the 'p'. I watched with amusement as his face reddened with rage.

"We'll do you want to be kicked out?!" He asked, his voice rising with each word.

"I'm moving tomorrow anyways, so I don't mind. I'm all packed" I said with a dazzling smile. He looked around bewildered.

"YOU BETTER BE OUT OF THIS FUCKING FLAT BY TOMORROW OR I KICK YOU OUT ONTO THE STREETS!" He bellowed and slammed the door closed. I chuckled lightly as I heard him shouting more curses at me.

"Good thing I'm moving 'out of this fucking flat'" I said, mimicking Mr. Edgar. I quickly finished my dinner and changed into my pajamas. I picked an outfit for tomorrow so everything would be ready in the morning. I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes, awaiting my moving day which was to be tomorrow.

I considered my first chapter a bit short, but not to worry because the others will be much longer! Review my story! Share your opinions if you want something included in the plot! Do excuse the inappropriate language used at the end, just tried to make it a bit witty.