Dear Reader's,
This is my first story,and I will try my best to make it decent. It's about Katherine (Kat) and her life now that she moves to New York City,she's an aspiring writer/singer and is always looking for adventure. She never stays in one place very long but with some new friends and possible love interest that may just change her mind. I hope you enjoy, and if you have any questions feel free to ask :) ~Kelly
Katherine, who would be turning twenty in less than 3 weeks found herself in a strange middle aged woman's car on their way to New York City, the woman had picked her up on the highway early this morning and agreed to drive her to the city. Unfortunately she had not stopped talking nonsense the entire ride. At around two p.m. They arrived in the city and Katherine quickly gathered her belongings, eager to make her swift exit out onto the streets of the busy city. Before she left she graciously thanked the women for the ride and told her she'd see her around. She closed the car door and took in the views of her new surroundings. For the past year and a half she had rode her thumb all across the country and hasn't settled down for more than a month in any place. With her guitar on her back and multiple bags in her hands, she headed towards Greenwich Village, in hopes of finding a place to stay and maybe a job. A friend of hers and fellow hitchhiker had told her to go to the village. He said there would be plenty of jobs and people "like her". Much to her dismay the streets were extremely crowded making it difficult to find her way. Eventually after walking block after block she had found the address her friend directed her to go. She had seen places like this before; actually she had frequently roomed in one, especially on cold winter nights. This is what fellow hitchhikers called a squatter house or in this case apartment. Katherine made her way upstairs and was immediately enveloped by smoke both from cigarettes and pot. Katherine walked up to a young girl who seemed to be only a few years younger than herself, and began talking "excuse me do you know where I could find sonny?" the girls eyes and facial expression gave away immediately that she was under the influence, Katherine knew that expression all too well and yet she couldn't get over that the girl seemed so young. But who was she to judge she had done all those things as well. It took the young girl a moment or two to answer but eventually she slurred out "oh uh, he's in the other room with the red coat, long brown hair and the goatee". Katherine quickly thanked the girl and headed into the other room to find sonny, when she did he was seated on what seemed to be the only real piece of furniture in the place. "Excuse me sonny?" the man looked up and immediately took notice to Katherine's attractive features, her long wavy brown hair, bright blue eyes, and high cheek bones. "Well who wants to know?" "My name is Kat; my friend tom said you might be able to put a roof over my head for a little while." She noticed him sizing her up and began to feel quite uncomfortable, he circled her and then put his hand on her shoulder. "Well Katieā¦" "I said it's Kat." Sonny snickered and had a smirk on his face that would creep out just about anyone. "Kat, right well I could let you stay here but what's in it for me?" Kat knew right away what he was referring to and felt a wave of disgust come over her. "On second thought sonny, you know what? I think I'd rather sleep on the streets." And without waiting for a response Kat was making her way out of that scummy place, knowing both in her mind and heart that she really would rather sleep on the streets than be subject to that.
