#Aliver

Chapter 1:

I make my way out of the main building heading for the dorms. I’m glad that the class I was just in was the last of the week. Now I have Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and even Monday to relax. I can’t wait to spend those days doing something totally productive (not). I really just want to sleep all day. I want to snuggle up in bed and watch youtube videos until the early rays of sunshine show through my window (don’t act like you don’t do that). I head for my dorm building, climbing the stairs until I get to the fifth floor. I notice the door is slightly open meaning  I have company. I walk in to find my roommate Dylan and my best friend Alissa. Dylan was working on homework, while Alissa was sat cross legged on my bed. The moment she saw me walk in she rushed over to me.

“ Olly guess what Adam posted on twitter.” She pulled out her phone showing me his tweet.

@adammonastero: Dear extremely affectionate couple sitting in front of me, you're too cute for words but save the crotch touching for outside the lecture

I laugh and tell her that I saw that. Adam and I have the same art history class. He must have tweeted that when the hetero couple a few feet away where totally dry humping in class. I laugh again at the memory. Adam sits a few seats away in the back. I usually just glance at him, but there are days I gawk. He hardly seems to notice and I’m glad.

“ His tweets are always the best.” I say I open my laptop and set it up on my bed. I then copy Alissa’s earlier position and place the laptop on my thighs. “ Is that all you wanted to show me Alissa, I mean usually you don’t go through all the trouble to just show me a tweet.” Alissa shifts her weight on her feet before she finally spills.

“ Ok so yesterday I was talking with my friend Laura and we were just walking through the cafe right. Well I was about to ask her if she wanted anything when I crash into somebody. Ok not just anybody… I crashed into Luke. You know Luke the one from the Monastero Twins videos. I practically die and he’s just apologizing and I’m just like its ok but really I wanted to say something like it’s not a problem as long as I get your number.” She rambles as she moves to the bed. “ But sadly, you know me and I’m not like that so I just said it was truly ok and he said sorry and he left. I just wish I could have said something else. I really hate that I don’t get to see him like you get to see Adam.” She sighs lying back on the bed. She has a point. I get to see Adam more often because I have two classes with him: the one previously mentioned and editing basics. I really don’t know why he’s in the class, seeing as he edits videos for Youtube but whatever. I just wish I could talk to him. I  mean Alissa got to talk to Luke and that was by pure accident. I could have two days to plan and I still wouldn’t know what to do. In a way I’m kind of pathetic because I can’t talk to one person, just one. I understand that he’s not really famous. I don’t put him on a high horse. He’s a normal human being with the same problems as any other. It’s just I really really like him and it makes it hard. I’m that kinda person that just finds it difficult to talk to people I like.

“ Alissa it’s not use. I might as well be invisible to him.” At this point I could throw myself against him and he wouldn’t notice. I really just want to be with him. It doesn’t matter how. I could just be his friend ( I’d probably cry because I’m so close yet so far) ok maybe not just his friend, but its a start.

“ Don’t get yourself down. I know that one day he will notice you and you guys will have a happy ending. You guys could ride your unicorn off into the sunset.” She giggles. I try giving her a stern look. Instead I huff and pull a blanket over my head. My life, seriously.

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“ Guys I’ve been getting a lot of fan art on twitter and instagram lately. I must say some of them are pretty sick. I would love it if you guys show me more. Just tag me in it because I seriously love looking at the things you guys make.” I’m watching another video and a crazy thought occurs. Maybe I could draw one. I could get him to notice me. It might just be through the internet, but it’s better than nothing. I set to work immediately. I start out with dull pencil lines just trying to get the outline right. After my seventh attempt, I start getting a bit frustrated. I just can’t seem to get the angles right. I try again just to have the same results. Looking at the clock I decide it’s probably too late to try now. I know I said I wanted to watch Youtube videos until late, but I can hardly stay awake. I slump into bed, dreams of sketches and lines flowing in my mind.

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The next day, I spend my morning trying and trying again. I don’t understand what’s wrong. I seriously think I’m just being OCD about it. It probably looks fine. Just to make sure I text a picture to Alissa. However, my suspicion is proven right when she send a text back saying it seems off. I groan in frustration. I give up. I push off the ground and put on my shoes. Might as well get some breakfast, maybe it’ll help my creative juice flow ( as if). I walk into the cafe. It’s fairly quiet this morning. I order a ham and egg platter and take a seat in the back. A few minutes later, the barista sets my food down along with the orange juice I ordered. I dig in and look around the cafe. There’s not a lot of people there. As my eyes drift to the left I catch sight of someone. Not just someone, somebody I’ve obsessed over for like ever. I stare at his beautiful face from across the room. He seems to be lost in thought. I decide that maybe today is my day and get up. I stay standing for a few moments, trying to get my feet to work. When they finally do, I make my way to his table. Fate really has a way of making things happen. I’m literally halfway there when someone walks in. They rush to where Adam is sitting and he greets him with a quick ‘hello’. Great he’s on a date. I sigh at my stupidity and walk back to my table. Honestly I’m glad no one was around to witness the humiliation. Why, why did I think I had a chance?