City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Nine: Squire for Hire)

Chapter Nine: Squire for Hire:

The walk around East London brought back more memories our university days. There was this crazy party back in the fall of 2007. I couldn’t help but smile.

“What are you grinning for?” Sophie asked.

“Do you remember a bloke that called himself the Squire for Hire?”

“Squire for Hire?” she asked.

“You know, he always wore leather and smelled like pot,” I said. “Kind of looked like a hippie and biker. All of the birds flocked to him at parties. He was at a fall house party during at first year at university in ’07.” Sophie twisted up her face as if to try and remember.

“Sounds familiar,” she said. “Was he black or white?” More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Eight: Wondering)

Chapter Eight: Wondering:

I did some thinking as we rode deeper into East London. Sophie stared out the window of the moving cab. In moments like this, I wonder what could’ve been between us. I missed those days in university. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t think any words would fit the situation. Instead, I let my mind wander back into the past.

Some of our friends didn’t understand why we were together. On the surface, Sophie looked like one of those posh girls who belonged in prep school. Some of our schoolmates tried to suggest different pop bands of the 90’s she should listen to. Sophie always looked like she wanted to vomit when she said a Take That album cover. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Seven: Garden Office Party)

Chapter Seven: Garden Office Party:

It’s just as Sophie made it out to be. I could feel myself falling asleep as I walked through the entrance of Abbey Gardens. Call me simple, but I’m not into the posh lifestyle. As far as I could remember, neither was Sophie.

“Why are we here again?” I asked.

“Work mates,” she said.

“And why am I here?”

“I need a way to survive this.”

“Do you have an exit plan ready?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, let’s do this.” She and I walked down the entrance path. Sophie wrapped her arms around mine. My heart started pounding in my chest.

“Hey,” I said. Sophie looked up at me.

“You want to this be convincing, don’t you?” she asked. I forgot how I was going to respond. To be honest, I did kind of like it. I suddenly began to remember our college days together. Then I shook my head.

This wasn’t the time for that. We had a boring to endure. Save the happy sentiment for later. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Six: Neighbourhood Party)

Chapter Six: Neighbourhood Party:

“Why are you whispering?” Sophie asked. I dropped my arm by my side.

“I’m not alone right now,” I said.

“So?” she asked. “Do you have a girlfriend over?”

I frowned. “No. It’s just Jazz.”

“So why are you whispering? You’re not dating her or me. Are you ashamed of us or something?” The way she said it started to make sense.

“Oh,” I said in a normal voice. I turned to see Jazz staring at my ceiling with a disapproving look on her face. Okay, I get it. My ceiling looks a mess. Can you move onto something, woman? More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Five: Sassy Jasmine)

Chapter Five: Sassy Jasmine:

I made it back to flat again. I had planned on working on my music, but the pillow had other plans. Once I hit that bed, I was knocked out.

By noon, I heard my door buzz from the hallway. I narrowed my eyes as I lifted my head. What do you want, Jay? Why can’t you let me rest for at least ten minutes? You just dragged me along to the club. The buzzing didn’t stop and I groaned.

“Coming,” I grumbled. I had to drag myself out of bed and walk down the hall.

“Yeah?” I asked as I opened the door. To my surprise, a short and curvy black woman with sunglasses stood in front of me. She looked up at me, grinning. I blinked at first. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Four: Sophie the Queen)

Chapter Four: Sophie the Queen:

-Paul-

Even tonight, Sophie still has a strange effect on me. Seeing her face changed my plans for tonight. Initially, I had just planned to go with the flow of playing crappy pop music for the ladies tonight. (My soul was dying in the process). But when I saw her face on the monitors above, something inside of me took over. I began to think about my own music. That day with Sophie started up my passion for music again.

Before I knew it, my fingers took over the DJ Booth. Something inside of me told me not think, but feel. I counted down to when the last Sam Smith song played out. My mind chanted Massive Attack.

Massive Attack. Massive Attack. Massive Attack Massive Attack. Massive Attack!

Before I knew it, “Angel” started floating through the club. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Three: Forced Girls’ Night)

Chapter Three: Forced Girls’ Night:

-Sophie-

I didn’t want to be out here. This was all Carrie’s dumb idea. She called me up just as I had finished eating dinner. I thought I had put my mobile on silent. I just wanted to stay in for evening and watch some TV.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Sophie!” someone cheered on the other line! I held my phone from my ear.

“Carrie?” I asked. “What is it?”

“I’m going out with Rachel and Rose to Club Oasis tonight!” she bragged. “Why do you come out with us?”

“Why?” I asked.

“I won’t be fun without you,” she said. I rubbed my forehead. Did she have to use that line on me? More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Two: High Night)

Chapter Two: High Night:

Jay wasn’t kidding when said that Club Oasis was posh. Only the rich people came out here to party. Just looking at the line made me feel much poorer.

“Uh… How did you find this place?” I asked.

“Just looking around,” Jay said.

“And how did you book me a gig?”

He snickered and tapped the side of his nose. “I have skills, mate!” I resisted the urge to laugh with unease. I don’t like where this is going. How the hell are we supposed to get in with a line that long? Before I had a chance to argue, Jay dragged me across the street. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter One: Creative Force)

City Lounge: London

Book Two

Chapter One: Creative Force:

-Paul-

I have to work tonight.

I’ve been on a high flow of creativity for the best week. I keep coming with dope beats and I’m not able to write them down fast enough. Every time I come up with the foundation of a new track, I see Sophie’s face. Meeting her again gave me a new passionate to make music again. My room is starting to be filled up with notes of music notes and lyrics. (I haven’t written lyrics since third grade.) How did Sophie give me that much energy to make music? I can’t seem to stop either.

This morning, I woke up wanting to make music. In my shower, more notes for the bass formed in my head. The more I got into the music, I started to see Sophie’s face. I about jumped in the shower. More

Introducing… City Lounge: London

These are the characters of City Lounge: London, Book One:

Paul: British, 28, club DJ, been through many unhappy relationships, but might end up back with is ex

Sophie: Paul’s ex, British, 28, photographer, has given up on love, but feels so empty, she might end up getting back with Paul

Jay: British, 28, Paul’s best friend, against the idea of Paul and Sophie getting back together

Tanya, 28, friends with Sophie and Paul

Carrie, 26, friends with Sophie

Three down, one more set to go. I just need to add the New York characters. Speaking of which, I will be bringing book one of the New York to an end next week. Then, I will be starting book two of Paris, Berlin, London, and New York. You’ll want to hold tight for that. Until then…

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