"Bella, will you please hurry up your going to miss your flight if you don't." Charlie was calling up to me from the bottom of the stairs.

To be honest I was packed and ready to go about an hour ago but I just couldn't bring myself to leave my room. I wouldn't only be leaving this room I would be leaving Sydney, where I grew up, I would be leaving Australia and going to a completely foreign land where it snow's and where you wish you could live every single day of your life ever since you've been able to watch shitty American TV shows about the ups and downs of high school and most importantly where I know absolutely no one at all.

I took one last at my room. I took in the smell of the room and the massive stain on the carpet from something that is unknown, the small holes of paint less wall where I had ripped posters off carelessly. All these things I would miss. I finally got up off of my bed and headed towards the door, the door that would be taking me to New York City.

I always knew that my dad had worked extremely hard to give me the life he thought I deserved and I was extremely grateful for it. But ever since I was little I think we both knew that I was destined for bigger things and dad's always supported it. When I was about 12 or 13 I became aware of what was really happening in the world and was kind of appalled. As I grew older I became really interested it the human rights side of things.

After I finished school I had just turned 18 collected all my savings and took off to see the world with my best friend Angela. Angela and I had met in year 7 and soon after became inseparable and started planning the trip. We went to Europe and Asia and then went to the U.S. The very last stop was New York City. As soon as I got off of the plane I was in love with the city and never wanted to leave. Angela and I made our way to all the little cafes and shops around the place and absolutely fell in love. When I was time to go back to Australia I vowed that I would go back to live there if it was the last thing I did.

When I came home I enrolled at Sydney University and studied human rights and art. When I had finished uni I looked for jobs everywhere in Sydney but had no luck. One night I was nearly going to completely give up when I had the urge to look for a job in New York, there was a job being advertised for a job at the United Nations, it was exactly what I wanted and I fit the job description perfectly, I sent my resume not thinking I would get a reply but thought it was worth a shot. I got an email a week later from the U.N asking me for an interview via webcam and of course, I agreed.

After a few phone calls and papers being signed they booked me a ticket (first class by the way) for the following month and I was off.

We were at the airport sitting at the gate and me and Ange were talking when a voice interrupted us telling us that my flight was boarding. I took me a while for what the voice said to actually sink in then I said "Well that's me I suppose". I got up to hug Angela and as soon I was in her embrace I started crying.

"Your gonna be ok you know that don't you?" I nodded my head.

"And your gonna met an awesome guy and he's going to sweep you off your feet and you not going to end up with the 47 cats, you understand me?" by time she was tearing up as well, (unfortunately I had been unlucky in love and always said I would end up with 47 cats.).

"I'm gonna miss you so much Ange" I managed to get out.

"I'm gonna miss you too Bells email me when you get your computer set up ok I want to know every single detail OK?" she said, emphasising the ok.

"Ok, Ok I will" I said laughing soundlessly.

"Love you Ange" I said

"Love you too Bells" she said, I gave her one last squeeze and turned to say good bye to my dad, I knew this would be difficult.

I turned and it looked like dad was already tearing up. I just looked at him and smiled for a second and he did the same. I didn't know what to say but luckily dad broke the silence, "oh come here" he said opening his arms for an embrace. I broke down crying in my dad's arms for a second and I mean can you really blame me I was leaving for a big, scary city where I knew nobody and he wouldn't be there to tell me it was going to be ok anymore. After a few minutes of talk less hugging the voice came over again and was saying that it was the final call for me to board the plane. Dad pulled off of his shoulder so that he could see my face and said to me " I love you Bells" and with those four simple words I knew that my dad meant so much more than just 'I love you'.

"I love you too dad" was all I could muster to say, I gave dad one last kiss on the cheek and Ange one last hug and headed towards the boarding gates. Once I was past the gates I looked back through the glass and waved good bye to the two people I truly loved.

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When I arrived at my new apartment it was already fully furnished and set out in a way that I absolutely hated I made a mental note to change that as soon as I am fully recovered form the major jet lag I was experiencing. I was so tired that I didn't even do any sight seeing not even to this little café where I remember had the absolute best coffee I had ever tasted, I think it was called Liquid Topaz. I went to the bed room put my bags down and laid on my bed. That night I fell asleep thinking that something good was going to happen to me while I was here, that it would kinda be like a fresh start, that I would meet new friends that would be absolutely awesome and that I would find the love of my life.

Well there is the first chapter and I know it doesn't give much info about what is going to happen and that's probably because I don't have a clue what is going to happen so when you REVIEW leave me some ideas and please tell me what you think I would like some constructive criticism or if you hate it just tell me please

Xoxo Emma