Chapter one.

Life in the city was, to say the least, hard at times. Yes, it was adventurous and full of character. But sometimes it was a bit... Overwhelming. Though, it really depended on the person. Some people adored it. Some people were much more "LA". I was neither. I really loved New York. Still do. It's fabulous, accepting, and surprisingly full of taste. When I first arrived there, after graduating from WMHS, I was so full of hope and found myself compelled to to everything. Along with my best friend, Rachel, I was unstoppable. Not to mention ambitious. A little too much, so. Anyway, we did everything. We were in college, so we couldn't really do-all-good. We studied a lot, yes. And because we were in the most competitive school in NYC, we had to bust our asses by the clock. And we did just that. But on the weekends, we were nuts. We went to all the clubs, bars, parties... Etc. To say we got drunk a lot... Would be a goddamn understatement.

Everything changed when we graduated. Rachel got her masters in theatre. She's been one of the youngest to achieve a goal in theatre ever. She's starred in so many shows, I don't even think I could sit here and list them to you. It's a given fact that she's happy. I wouldn't know... Actually. Because after she got all famous, she completely dumped me. Me! The one who stood by her. The one who accompanied her. Her partner in crime. Well, she may be talented but she has a cold, rock hard, icy heart. I found her on Facebook a while back. Yeah, she's married now. To some good looking guy named "Brody". I still can't believe it.

Well, my life was no fashion show(meaning awesome). While, she was out there in the world, I was stuck in a goddamn cubical. Okay, that was a metaphor. I worked behind a desk at Vogue, sketching all day. My emails consisted of pictures young designer wannabe's send me for judgment.

My life was not hard. I'm not wining. I got paid really well. I had a fabulous three bedroom apartment in the most wanted part of the city, great cloths, and amazing lines that everyone was and still is wearing. So yeah, I was doing well. My problem? I had NO friends. No one to hold me, and basically no one to share all of it with. So yeah... I was a little, no, a lot, lonely.

That's why, one evening, my day dream of a better place popped in my head. I was sitting at my desk. I had a gorgeous sketch in front of me. It was a jacket with a musical note design. Subtle and discreet, yet, something in it just exploded me with passion. I saw, on the collar, something so much more than the wave of a note. It looked so breezy. I closed my eyes. I imagined a clear ocean. So clear, you could see the bottom. I imaged being knee deep in the refreshing water. A simple breeze. So calm. I didn't know exactly why, but I found myself removing the sketch I was working on and finding a clean page. My hand moved so fast, I didn't know what the hell I was doing. After a good ten minutes, I moved my hand away. Appearing behind it, an ocean sundress with the most angelic design. It was beautiful. It was something new. I loved it.

And that night, I knew what I needed to do with myself. So, I made my move. Before I left that night, I stopped by my boss' office. She looked tired, and ready to leave as well.

"Hey, Isabelle, can I talk to you?" I ask, catching her attention. She looked at me and smiled.

"Of course," she said, "shoot."

I hesitated. What was I doing?

"I need... Time. Off work..." I begin.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" She wondered.

"Just... A few months... To get away. I'm... I'm stuck, Isabelle. I'm lost..." I state. She looked at me with concern. I was getting emotional and uneasy, but she just continued to look at me. She nodded.

"What do you need? How long?" She asked. I thought for a moment. I really contemplated my thoughts. What did I need?

"Four... Five months?" I bargain.

"... Well... Can you wait a few weeks. Work extra hard on the line. We need something new. Something fresh. Something... Not New York." All I could do was smile as she paced.

"I have something..." I said. She turned her head, face blank. I didn't waist any time... I simply rested my messenger bag on her couch, and pulled out my sketch book. I opened to the page I was on not minutes prior.

"Here..." I handed her the page, looking at her eyes go wide.

"Kurt it's- it's perfect. It's so unexpected yet so needed." She looked up into my waiting eyes, "you're truly something..."

And I smiled.

We bid our goodbyes and went our separate ways. When I got home, I made myself some ramen noodles before resting on my couch with my laptop. I searched the web for different locations by the ocean. There were hotel venues, beach houses, condos, cabins. There were so many things all over the US. But when the clock read2:54 am, I came across an ad that stuck out from all of them. A small cottage like house in Florida. It was a one bedroom, one bathroom, one story. It wasn't even ten yards from a beautiful ocean.

And I had to have it. I honestly couldn't care less that it wasthree o'clockin the morning. I took out my phone and dialed the number at the top of the website page. It rung four times before-

"Hello?" Came a voice on the other end.

"Um... Hi. My name is Kurt Hummel... I'm uuhh... Calling about the single, one bedroom house on your website?" I said.

"Oh yeah," I heard,"yeah that's for rent." The voice stated. I sighed happily.

"Great... Um..."

"You just need to fill out a form from the website and fax it to us... Well me..." He laughed, "I'm Blaine bee tee dubs... I, run the show, if you will."

I chuckled, "Okay. You know I just... This is the longest conversation I've ever had... Sorry..." I muttered. Odds are... I didn't know how to talk to people anymore. Out of... Work.

"Well... We could keep talking..." He proposed. "I mean if you want to..."

"Well it's getting pretty late here... And... I haven't really slept so I think I'm just gonna fill out the forms in the morning." I accused.

"Okay. I understand. Well, you have to call to confirm everything before you head over here so... I guess I'll talk to you soon. Unless you change your mind of course-"

"Oh no, I definitely made up my mind."

"Well, good night. Sleep well."

"Thank you." I said before hanging up. I threw my phone on the couch and headed to bed. This Blaine character seemed like... Someone I could talk to. He was pretty friendly.