Totally (And Completely Irresponsibly!) Awesome - A Starkid Love Story

Hello ladies and gentlemen (I’m assuming mainly ladies but if any males are here to appreciate the supermegafoxyawesomehotness of all the Starkids, then I take my hat off to you :) So anyway, this is my first quibblo story so I hope you enjoy! Feedback and suggestions would be great (although I do have a general idea of where I want this to go), but all comments are welcome none the less!

All my love,
Beccy xoxo

Chapter 1

Perfect.

by: beccymay3
Chicago. Present Day.

http://www.polyvore.com/chapter_one/set?id=43158185

With a final heave, my suitcase landed on the seventh floor landing of my apartment building with a thud. Sweat was dripping from my forehead, and I leant against the grimy wall before slowly sliding down to ground level. One giant sigh later, and with my face now in my hands, I finally began to come to terms with what I’d done. Run away? That was a bit of an understatement. Flown eleven thousand miles all the way from Australia, on a stupid whim? Yeah..... That was more like it!

Such a sudden jerk back into reality was enough to bring tears streaming down my cheeks. What had I done? My life was perfect, and I’d woken up one night deciding that that wasn’t enough. Or maybe it was too much. Too much to handle. Too much to commit to. Too much to work to be someone I didn’t even want to be. I’d laid awake merely two nights earlier pondering my future, realising that it was perfect - with a university offer to study medicine, a supportive family, a loving group of friends and an unshakeable sense of security. My perfect life was all set up for me , but in that one sleepless moment, I’d realised that being perfect, wasn’t what I wanted. So I’d leapt out of bed, logged online and booked a seat on a plane, along with the cheapest apartment available, tucked just outside of the hustle and bustle of the city which I’d longed to visit ever since I was a little girl. Chicago.

So now I was here, sitting on the floor outside of the said apartment in the city that had ruled my dreams for the past eighteen years. In tears, seriously questioning my sanity! I had no plan, no source of income, no one to look out for me or hold me while I cried. I hadn’t even told my family where I was going. Hell, even that I was going! I’d just packed my bags, grabbed my plane ticket, left a note telling them that I loved them, and walked out the door without saying goodbye or even alerting them to my departure! I was all alone, in an unfamiliar city, in a country I had never visited, with absolutely no idea of where to go next.

I hadn't wanted to be perfect. Now I was far from it.

I had wanted this. But to be perfectly honest, now I'm not so sure.

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