Chapter 1 - Who are you??
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" Uhhh Monday" I said groaning, I hate getting up on Mondays. I don't understand why can't Mondays be considered as a holiday. I look over my bedside table to see it's a little past 7. I need to get ready. Shit.
Today is my second week of college. I am currently studying in NYU, I transferred from Asia to gain a business degree. Studying and staying in New York has always been my dream.
Back to this awful morning, I get up groggily from my bed, I go to the washroom to do the usual girly stuff. After taking a shower, I change into a floral dress with some sneakers. After getting ready, I see my roommate is still asleep. I go to wake her up.

By the way, my roommate is a sweetheart. Her name is Lily. She is just like me, all outgoing, and the best part is that for the little time I have known her, she has become a good friend of mine. " Lily, wake up. You will get late for your class", she completely ignored me. Waking her up is a tough ass job. I did the one thing I do everyday " Lily eeeee wake upppppp, you'll get lateeeeee", shouted on the top of my lungs. She legit sprung forward and fell on the floor, "Ahhh", she shrieked. It was a hilarious sight to look at. " Okay as you are awake I'll get going, see you later babes". I heard her mumble bye to me, with that I went off to start my 'happy Monday' pun intended.
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That day went by without any mishaps, much to my happiness. I came back to dorm round 2 ' o clock. I freshened up, changed into my favourite yellow tank top and some black leggings. Lily usually works today, so that means I have the whole dorm room to myself. Yayyyy!!! getting excited to finally get some me time.
I put on some party music on my JBL. I was dancing like a maniac for half an hour. Then all of a sudden 'Senorita' starts playing, I shriek in delight and start dirty dancing to the beat of the music.
I love it when you call me Senorita
I wish I could pretend I didn't need ya
But every touch is ooh la la la
It's true, la la la
Ooh, I should be running
Ooh, you keep me coming for ya
Land in Miami
The air was hot from summer rain
Sweat dripping off me
Before I even knew her name, la la la
It felt like ooh la la la.
" ' Aaahhhh ', who are you?" I stood there dumbfounded and scared!?.....
