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3: London

A/N: I understand I had quite a few readers on this book before I unpublished it so I'm here to warn you that from this chapter onwards, 3: London, I've edited some events that are much different, removed or even added in so if you don't want to feel too lost in the subsequent chapters, I do suggest rereading this chapter!

Other than that, thanks for reading :)

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My phone beeped the moment I threw my haversack on the bed in my hotel room, indicating that I had received a text from someone.

I raised an eyebrow at the lit screen and picked it up from the table.

Hey, this is Sam, we met in Manchester a week ago? :)

Raising both my eyebrows, I bit my lip as I contemplated my answer for him.

I remember you.

Tossing my phone back onto the table, I took a deep breath and slicked my brown hair back. I had arrived in London not three hours ago and had just settled into my hotel room, which like the rest, was quite impressive.

Taking my camcorder out, I took a deep breath and smiled at the dark, shiny lens. "Hey, it's Kayla here, and it's now show number 3 in London and I actually got a beautiful suite that's on the 65th floor, which by the way, has a beautiful view of the Big Ben."

I took the time to flash my suite, showing off the beautiful art pieces before settling on the Big Ben outside of the full length windows. It was currently in the middle of the day and I bit my lip, watching the busy streets bustle with people and vehicles that looked like miniature dolls in a dollhouse from where I stood by the window.

"It's beautiful, though," I mumbled to myself, suddenly feeling down and under for being away from home for just a simple one week.

After settling my stuff down, I checked my phone to see another text from Annoying Sam and I could somehow feel a smile flash on my face for a second before I toned it down to my neutral one.

How are you doing? x

My fingers hovered over the buttons of my newly bought iPhone 6 and bit my lip, trying to give him an answer that wouldn't piss him off yet give him notice of what I was doing.

I'm in London now.

Almost immediately, a reply came.

Aren't Infinite Distress in London now?

I shut my eyes and shook my head, bewildered at how fast he had managed to grasp onto that fact as though he had already known.

I guess they are.

With that, I tucked my phone back in and prepared to take a walk around the streets of London and make the best out of it before I had to leave again. It was good though, seeing a world that I had never seen before and every time I saw something different, it was like my mind had opened to a new perspective.

"Watch it," a man in a coat suddenly snarled as he brushed past me hurriedly. I was walking along a river by the hotel when he had bumped into me with no second thought to apologise but instead tell me to watch where I was walking.

Rude.

I rolled my eyes and brought my haversack higher up my shoulders, admiring the view of the beautiful river that glinted in the sunlight like diamonds in the rough. It was an amazing sight, almost breathtaking and I wasn't even started on the rest of the city.