LEXI's POV
I sigh as I get on the tube. It's the same thing every day. I catch the same train, go to the same classes, eat the same lunch, meet the same people, study the same things. God, I need a change.
I haven't actually told Ana this yet, but I'm thinking of dropping out of university. YouTube isn't making me a lot of money, but if I can really focus on that at least I'll have enough money to pay rent and eat, which i really all I need. It's not ideal, but it's better to do something you love rather than stay doing something you hate for no reason. Right?
I get to my first class, which is Introduction to Cellular and Molecular Neuroscience. And as soon as I get there, I'm just done. This whole school is a big bag of nope.
"I'm leaving." I announce.
The teacher looks up.
"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow then." he says indifferently, turning back to his computer.
"No I'm done." I say firmly. "I can't do this anymore. I don't actually give a damn about neuroscience, okay?"
Everyone in the room gasps at the last sentence. Seriously?
"Okay. Bye." the professor shrugs and stands up.
I just roll my eyes and walk out. Fuck yeah.
I need coffee. Maybe that will calm me down.
I head into Starbucks, frowning as I take in all the options. I've never been here before, how am I supposed to know what to order? I usually just get cheap filter coffee from the university but I've never had options like these before. Wow. I actually feel even more overwhelmed than before, if that was possible.
"Sorry, I just noticed you looking all confused, do you want my opinion?" I turn around to see a tall, raven haired man standing in front of me with a smile on his face. He looks like a happy puppy.
"Yes please. I've never been here before, and I'm so lost!" I smile back.
"Okay, well I always get the caramel frappé, but since it's cold, I'd probably get the caramel macchiato. Although, they do have the Christmas specials, so I'd recommend the gingerbread latte." he explains carefully.
"What?! I'm even more confused now!" I laugh. "So many options!"
"Okay, just try the gingerbread latte." he laughs, adjusting his glasses.
He's very cute. He has amazing blue eyes, and an adorable smile. Holy shit. Oh my fucking god. I know him! He's amazingphil. Phil Lester. Jesus, he's more attractive in real life than he is in his videos...
"Okay, thanks." I smile, turning away to order, but being stopped by his arm.
"I'll get them." he grins cheekily, nudging me away with his elbow.
I roll my eyes, laughing at him trying to be a gentleman.
"Jesus, at least let me pay you back." I shove him back, both of us beginning to laugh.
"Nope." he smiles, turning back to order the drinks.
Once we both have our drinks, I take mine from him and we awkwardly stand by the door.
"Well um, thanks. For helping me choose. And paying." I stammer, walking out.
"Wait!" I hear him call.
I smile, turning around slowly.
"Are you busy?" he asks nervously, blushing.
"Nope, I just quit university, so actually I'm very free." I grin excitedly.
I am literally dying inside. Phil Lester just bought me coffee, and now he's asking if I'm free.
I will not fangirl I will not fangirl I will not fangirl.... I will myself.
"Do you want to do something fun?" he asks, grinning.
I almost catch a glint of mischief in his eyes before I follow behind him.
ANA's POV
What the fuck? Who is this fool? Fucking Dan. He annoys me to no extent. He thinks he's so funny. Ugh.
I've only had 3 classes today; Creative Writing, Artistic Photography, and Drama. All my classes are arts-related.
I decide to get lunch, since it's 1pm and I'm starving. I walk to the Nandos next to the university and sigh, dropping my bags on the ground and covering my eyes with my hands. School is fun, because I like all the subjects I take, but it's so stressful for me. I can barely be around people other than Lexi, let alone have to converse with them on a regular basis. I just can't do it. I hate it. I feel so fucking helpless and stupid, like there's something wrong with me. I mean, obviously there is, otherwise I would be able to have a conversation like a normal person. It's just so goddamn frustrating. I feel a lone tear slip out unwillingly, and I uncover my eyes to wipe the tear away, only to find fucking Dan standing next to my table with a blank look on his face.
"Um, can I- I mean- are you- olkayt? I mean, are you alright? Okay? Are you okay?" he stammers, looking frustrated at himself.
I stare at him with wide eyes. Holy shit. He's like me. He has a fucking social disorder. Jesus Christ.
"Sit down." I manage to mutter hesistantly.
He sits and looks at me expectantly.
"You know how when you try to talk to people, you screw up and can't say the words properly or have a conversation properly or really say anything that isn't initiated by the other person?" I ask him quietly.
He looks shocked, then upset.
"No." he snaps, standing up. "I don't know what that's like."
I feel my face fall and I look down.
"Right. Sorry." I tell him, my eyes filling with tears again.
"Look, I-" he sits again and puts his bag down. "I know what you're talking about, alright?"
"How am I supposed to know you're not lying?" I roll my tear filled eyes, making him smirk.
"Haha, very funny. That was a joke, Miss Jerry Seinfield." he teases, biting his lip to stop from laughing. Why does he always do that? "My name is actually Dan though."
"So what are you studying?" I ask him, changing the subject. "Oh wait, let me guess."
He grins at me, revealing a set of dimples that could melt the heart of a stone cold statue. Fuck.
"Drama." I grin back, raising an eyebrow.
"Correct." he smiles a small smile and looks down.
"You're a great actor, by the way." I nudge his arm, trying to gain his attention again so I can look at his familiar face and try to place it.
"Not really. I'm not really good at anything." he shrugs with apparent disinterest, although I can see the sadness behind his eyes.
"Holy frick frack.... wait..." I frown in deep though, trying to recall where I recognise him from.
"Holy frick frack?" he raises his eyebrows in amusement. "'Mazing."
He starts laughing at my thinking face and I give him the finger.
"I got it! You're that guy off YouTube! My best friend is obsessed with you and your friend! It's like danistheflame or something like that, right?" I grin mischievously, knowing full well what his YouTube name is.
He gives me a disappointed shake of the head and smiles.
"Try again." he smirks mockingly.
"amazingdanisonfire?" I ask fake-hopefully.
He shakes his head again. He knows I know.
"danisnotonfire." I laugh, looking at him then looking away.
He makes me feel all weird and fuzzy inside. Ew.
"Yeah, my friend said it's her dream to collab with you or Phil one day." I shrug.
"Wait..." he frowns. "You're Ana! You're that girl who's always on LexiIsGoingToCheese 's channel!"
"You watch her?!" I ask, shocked. "THAT'S SO COOL!"
"Yeah, Phil and I love her videos." he laughs. "Hey, do you want to come to Phil and I's apartment for a bit? We could make a Mexican feast for when Phil comes back from wherever he's gone."
"Sure, that sounds cool." I grin.
And we both get up and walk out.
I think I made a new friend today. I just hope Lexi's day is going as well as mine....
