2 Years Later Sky and Zed

by ZaraMG

Hey so this is my first fanfiction, and I just had to do it on Finding Sky so this is at the end I guess of the book, but it's completely from my imagination. Two years later and what's happening in Sky and Zed's world, well you'r just gonna have read.

3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3 – Sky

New York was beautiful. The lights captured my hearts and the buildings took my breath away. The my first official day in NY wasn't exactly the best.

"I'm sorry Sky but its my boss he's a total jackass, i have to get there before he notices I'm not at work." His soft black eyes luring me in, pleading with me to understand his problem.

"It's ok, you know what I'm just gonna get use to my surrounding, without obvious distractions." I gave him pointed, pouty look.

"Me," he said in mock disbelief, "You're the one who cant keep off me, but you know you do have good taste in me."

"Ah somebody is a little full of themselves."

"I love it when you speak nonsense English." He replied, before I could even retaliate he bent forward and gave me and quick kiss. "Gotta go, can't be late, oh and there's a key to Mercedes on the rack, love ya bye." And then before my mind could even register what he said, he was out the door.

"Right I only I could actually drive." I moaned to myself, and walked to the key rack, where lay a polished oval thing, which I guess was a key. Hmm not very useful.

Two hours later after watching a double bill of Americas Next Top Model, I felt this burning desire to get the hell of the apartment – don't get me wrong I thought it amazing but I needed some air.

So after pulling on some high knitted stockings, and a fur-lined coat, I grabbed my soft Afro-American bag, the one Simon got me from his trip there, I finally made it out of the penthouse door.

I walked nervously out of the swirling glass doors to the bitter mid-day air as it bit into my cheeks. The scene before me could only be described as the inside of a ant hole. People diving their way through other, loud honking noses from the interstate on the right, men in thick NY accents trying to sell newspapers. I felt kind of alone, where was my souldfinder when I needed him.

hey sorry it took so lon for me to upload this but ive been busy with school - anway im not completely finished with this chapter and i will be adding more eventually - love the reviews keep them coming , Zara x