#1 How you met

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Bradley:
"(Y/N)! Hurry up!" Your best friend called up the stairs.
"Yeah yeah one minute jeeze!" You called back.

You run down the stairs to be met with a rather peeved looking best friend.

"Let's gooooo" you said happily as you made your way to the door.

About 10 minutes later you arrived at the local Costa Coffee shop. you and you BFF walked in calmly and got in line to order your drinks.

The bell on the door rang again, meaning some new people had entered the shop.

You looked behind you an there was a group of 4 boys laughing together.

You friend whispered "hay that one is hot." motioning to the one with blonde hair

You took a moment to study the boys and found one of the rather "hot" as your friend had said. He had brown curly hair with warm brown eyes.

His gaze met yours and he smiled in which you returned it. Te boy then said something to the blonde haired guy and walked over to you with a black pen in his hand.

"Hey" he said kindly.
"Hiya" you answered.
"Errm can I take a look at your arm?" He asked.
"...Sure???"

He lifted your arm and took the pen and wrote something on your wrist. A minute later he dropped your arm and smiled before saying a quick "bye" on his way.

You looked at your wrist and it read:
'call me ****** ~Brad'

Connor:
Your brother, Bradley, had just told you that he was having three friends round, so that meant you couldn't go down stairs unless it was mega important.

It had been two hours since you had been banished to your room as you were getting kinda thirsty. you hopped of the bed and walked down stairs. you heard a burst if laughing coming from the living room so you made a bee-line to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen you heard the living room door open and close, followed be some heavy foot steps coming straight at you.

"Hello" said an unfamiliar voice.

You turned around to see an amazingly good looking boy stood before you.

"Errm hey"
"You must be (Y/N) if I am correct."
"Yeah... that's me"
"tell me why I have never met you but I have known Brad for years"
"He always tells me not to come downstairs when you his are hear."
"Awe that's no good."

He stepped forward so we were in touching didtance.

"I will let you into a secrete (Y/N), okay?"
"Okay?"
"I've seen you around and I think we could be great friends"
"Really?"
"Really... so call me"
"But I don't have your number."
"Check your back pocket."

And with that he walked away with me utterly shocked.

Tristan:
You were at your favourite music shop looking for some new drum sticks for your brother, Mark.

You had no idea what you were looking for, if you were honest.

"Errm can I help you, it's just that you've been stood hear for about 20 minutes" said a manly voice.

You turned around quickly to be met with stunning, shining eyes and a wonderful smile. The boy wasn't wearing a uniform so I knew he wasn't a worker hear.

"Errm, y-yes. you see my brother broke his drum sticks and I w-was looking for some for him that p-perhaps will not snap so easily..."

"Okay what about these ones" he boy said leaning over you pick up a pack.

"Yeah, sure. thanks"

"No problem"

You took the pack off of him and walked to the check out area. the same boy interrupted me again.

"Hear, have my number..." He said handing me a slip of paper.

"W-why?" You asked, utterly confused.

"Oh errm... if your bother breaks his sticks again and you need any help."

"Oh, okay. thanks...uuuh"

"Tristan, Tristan Evans but you can call me Tris"

"Well thank you Tris"

James:
You were at Asda trying on clothes with your friend, Fran. you were trying on your ninth outfit and you walked out to show your friend the dress when you noticed a boy sitting next to her.

"It looks great" Fran squealed, capturing the boys attention.

"Really, I'm not to sure."

"It really does suit you" the boy piped in.

"Errm... thanks"

He stood up and walked over to us with a smile.

"I'm James by the way"

"(Y/N)"

"Beautiful name"

"Thanks"

"No problem"

He then shook my hand and left, but when I opened my hand there was a peace of paper inside reading:
'Hey beautiful! Call me sometime maybe ******* ~James'

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