Shadows

{3}

Emma's POV:

Later the next day Clara and I went to the small coffee shop under our building. It wasn't that popular but it was great. Small and cozy. We went to that place at least once a week and we always sat at the same table, right in the corner of the shop by the window.

That was our usual table. We have been living in the apartment for just about a year now. And every Sunday we would come down and get some breakfast. I swear to god their pancakes rock.

I was sitting with Clara in front of me. I was sipping my hot tea. We were deep into a convo about a new book that Clara is writing, I usually wouldn't care but now it was more of a two convo instead of a monologue where she would be talking about a new book and I would be sleeping.

Well the only reason why I don't read is because I am too lazy to find a book and when I open it I actually have to use my muscles...

But seriously. I hate reading. And to be honest Clara's books are way too long for me. She never sold any books. Or maybe she just never finished one... Honestly I don't know, how should I?

*diiiiiiiiing*

Clara stopped talking as someone came into the cafe. She frowned and I quickly turned around to see who was coming in the door. At first I didn't get what all the fuss was about that was until Clara got all red in her face and she gave me the sign.

It was that guy from the award show. And........ Some other guy with long black hair. He wasn't tall but he was really pretty. Like I mean he was very short but he was still taller than me.

I looked at Clara. I swear to satan, she was drooling at the award guy. "Clara!" I hissed at her to get her attention, I got it after a few minutes and she stared at me and said; "Emma! Emma! It is him!! Omg! What should I do?!" She talked pretty loud while he shook my shoulders in panic and I looked around just to make sure that no one heard her.

"Go talk to him dumbass." I said in a 'duh' tone.

"But he is talking to someone. Wait! Can you distract the other guy?" She pleaded. I rolled my eyes. "And... And what should I say?!" She asked with panic in her eyes.

"Talk about your book."

"Okay! You go first!" She pushed me.
I walked over to them. And tapped the long haired one on the shoulder. He turned his face to me.

He was kinda hot. He looked familiar though.

"Excuse me? Yeah. Hi. Whatsup." I smiled.

"Hey." He said still looking confused as hell. But I could still see that he looks at me up and down.

Well i did look kinda hot today. I scratched the back of my neck.

"Ay, can I buy you something? A muffin?" I asked sweetly.

"No thank you, I would have loved to talk to you. But if only you were the least bit pretty..." He said with a smile. I couldn't make out if he meant it or not.

I put my hand to my chest. "rude" I said, still chuckling.

"A muffin would be nice" he smiled.
He stood up and led me to a table.

We sat down and he ordered for us. "I'm Vic" he finally said. "Emma"

I looked over at Clara. She hasn't moved an inch from where I left her. I sighed deeply.

"Wait a second I just need to do something" I said with a smile and walked over to her with my 'angry steps' she didn't even look at me when I approached her.

"Earth to Clara! Damnit! Just go over to him!" I yelled in whisper voice. She looked at me with a frightened look in her eyes.

"I just CAN'T Emmma! Why can't you just get that I am not as sure of myself as you are! I can't just go up to him, I mean if he hates me it would be worse than if I was invisible..." She said and started walking carefully over to the door.

I knew that I couldn't change her mind now that she had made it. She was really stubborn as hell. So annoying. I shook my head at er silliness as she walked past him with just a few inches as she was completely hypnotised by his back. When she had snuck past him she made the run for the door.

I sighed.

I walked back to the table, and sat down. "What was that about?" He asked.
I chuckled.

"My friend is being a pussy." He looked confused but just shook it off.

"So what's up with you being assholy" I asked.
His mouth dropped a little.
"Eh what?" He asked.

"Yeah no one likes a guy who calls people ugly" I lifted my eyebrow.

He didn't say anything.

"Aaaaaaanyway it was nice talking to you." I said and got up.

I quickly left a tip and walked to the door. I felt his hand grab my arm.

"No wait. Can I at least get your number?"

I thought about it. What harm could it make? At least I might get have a chance to talk to that other guy so I can make him talk to Clara. Since she is weak as fuck.

"Sure my number is...." I said and wrote the number on his arm.

He thanked me an I quickly went home.

It took Clara a while to come back but she had a big happy smile on her face.
" dude, what's up with your face?" I laughed.

"You will never guess what happened..," she started.