I slide the plan window cover open and was blinded by the strong sunlight, along with the people sitting around me. Once my eyes were use to the light, I slide over to the empty seat next to me to look out to see London, more beautiful then the pictures I have seen. I closed the window and sighed in relief, knowing this was going to be the best experience in my life. I popped on my head phones to play The Saturdays, they managed to always bring me into a great mood.

Once the plane had landed and I was in the terminal, I walked over to luggage claim and grabbed all of my seven suitcases, so maybe I over packed a little bit. A nice elderly man handed me a cart and helped me load all my things, as we were doing so I heard a loud scream followed by running of many teenage girls. There was shrieking and fainting all around me. I couldn't see where all the madness was coming towards. The man yelled to me over the screaming.

"Must be the boys are back in London"

"What boys have brought this much attention to themselves" I laughed unaware of what he would say next

"Well honey, its One Direction." He smiled at me and just waved goodbye. The man walked over to the next person in need of help wight here luggage. I pushed my cart filled with my luggage outside to where cabs were being tracked down in need of transportation. I stood there whistling for a cab, waving them down but none ever stopped. It had been about fifteen minutes and I was getting very impatient. I looked over to the flashing of cameras and the reoccurring noise of screaming teenage girls. All the boys walking out of the airport to only be cornered by paparazzi. The boys managed to escape the scene and pile into a black SUV.

A cab finally stopped and a forgone looking man opened the car and helped pile in all my suitcases.

"Where to?" The man says in a surprising British accent.

"Kings College, Thank You"

"You got it" he replied back putting the address into his GPS.

I looked out the window of the cab and the city looked so historical and classy. It look me a second to remember that cars drive on the other side of the road. I finally turned on my phone on after the long plane ride. Seven test messages. Four from my Dad. One From Annabelle. One from Josh. I quickly shot a text to my dad reassuring him that I had landed safely and I would call him once I was settled in. I read to test from Annabelle

"Bring back a hot British guy for me ;)"

I quickly replied with "I'll be lucky if I can find my own"

Before I could lock my phone is went off with another text from her "Just show a little ass and you'll have five guys wrapped around your finger" I laughed at her reply and let it with that.

The cab pulled into the main building of King's. It was a very architecture enriched building. I couldn't help but smile, this is just amazing. I'm going to college, in London, England! I told the cab driver to hold the car and that I was just here to check in. He nodded and turned on the radio. I stepped out and walked up to the front doors, I stepped in and it was like I walked into a church, it was just beautiful. I looked around trying to find the main office, once I got there I walked in to see an older lady sitting at the front desk. Her glasses were at the tip of her nose and her greyish hair was pulled back into a slick bun the rested at the top of her head. She looked up at me and smiled exposing her red lipstick in her front tooth.

"Hello honey, what can I help you with?"

I handed her my files "Hi, I'm Ailia Quinn, I'm from America, I'm starting freshman year here, majoring in psychology and minoring in sports medicine."

She nodded and flipped through my files. "Just a moment" she said over her shoulder as her walked over the file cabinet in the other room. She walked back momentarily without the file but a blue and red golfer with my name on it.

"Here is your classes schedule, information on your classes, the student handbook, a map with some local stores and such" She smiled at me and handed me the folder.

"Thank you" I said as I walked out the door.

I stepped back into the cab, giving the driver the directions to my apartment. I shoot a text to Camila, my roommate letting her know that I'm almost to our house. It's weird moving in with someone i have no idea who they are, all I know about her is that she is going to King's also as a freshman, she is from Cambridge, majoring in Journalism, and is a former all star cheerleader. The cab pulls up to a condo complex, I step out and carry as many suitcases as I can, the driver takes the rest. We walk into the elevator pressing the button fro the penthouse room. The doors open and we walk into my new home. I pay the driver and he leaves just as Camila walks in screaming running in to hug me.

"Oh my god your here, yay! We have to get some coffee and talk!" Before I knew it Camila had our arms locked and brings me back into the elevator that I was in seconds earlier. Camila talks my ear off the whole way to Starbucks. I placed my order for a White Chocolate Mocha with Vanilla and Hazelnut. Camila order Vanilla soy latte. We sat down and began or conversation.

"Okay so I thought first we could get down a base of rules. Honestly, I'm easy, just we both clean up out mess, parties have to be approved by the other roommate, guys when they come over I don't have a big problem, just don't be loud" I lugged as I said it, it was just an awkward statement.

Camila laughed at the remark "I totally agree, now with rent. I have a job already that will ay my half, how about you"

"Well, I've only been in London an hour" I let out a small laugh "I have a friend who's pretty big in London who I'm sure can help me find a job."

Notes

Hey Guys! I'm starting a new fanfic, I hope you all like it! The first chapter is not that great only becuase it is the first chapter, but the second will be up later today, I plan on updating everyday, let me know what you think as the story progresses. Please Comment, Like and Subscride!! ~Casi xx.