The only reason why Belinda was in New Zealand was to meet a relative of hers. But sadly, she hadn't been able to meet him. Soon she will have to go back to Mexico and she might not have a chance to meet her cousin at all which was her worst nightmare. But what else could she do? Belinda sight heavily as she cast her sight to the sky. Winter was alright there and it was so much prettier than any other places. She had been secretly wanting to live there and get away from her family for a while but sadly her family forbid her. They wanted her to stay there back in Mexico. Her family was traditional, but not Belinda, she was a little rebel who loves to sneak out of her country and get new experience.
The Bleak Street was damp, Belinda was there in accident or in other word, she was lost. She walk deeper toward it and lean on the cold wall behind her and sigh. A small smirk appear on her face as she look at the crowds wearing dark colors and wierd outfits. She had never seen a large group of people wearing the similar kind of clothing and color. She chuckle a little as she look at them and walk toward the bench in front of her. Belinda sat on it as she lean her back on it, still looking at the crowds.
