What is Love?

Chapter 3

Thirty minutes and an empty cup later Asmarie has yet to show up. I love the girl but her time management skills are extremely impaired. I pick up my IPhone 6 ready to call her when I see her fiery red hair come through the door wearing grey shorts and black transparent stockings, a white Paris tee shirt, a green beret with cute little antlers popping out the top, all topped off with a mustard coloured petticoat and black converse.

The combination sounds crazy but Asmarie pulls it off perfectly.

"Asmarie!"

"Hey! How are my favourite baristas?"

Finally. I wave her over.

"Hey bitch hey!"

"Hoe... where the HECK have you been?"

She looks at the time on her phone. Her eyebrows raise.

"Oh shit girl I didn't know I was that late! Eh. I'm sure you were fine." She says dismissingly. "Anyways, I spent the day with-I know don't judge me- Jacob. I just can't help but to always run back to him! I know he is a huge asshole but I mean if you saw the size of his Willy even you the virgin would be all over it. I mean-" She whistles and gestures to its size.

I sit back and just listen to her go on and on cause once she starts there Is no stopping her. We meet at a fashion show for an up and coming designer finding out we both had wishes to start our own fashion blogs. We showed each other our works and exchanged info and the rest was history.

She is literally the exact opposite of me. She is a loud vibrant social butterfly who has absolutely no filter. Me on the other hand, I'm more of a lone wolf and likes to keep to themselves. But the thing is she pushes me to do things I would never even attempt to do on my own. At times she can be a little much by I couldn't imagine a life without her.

20 minutes go by and she is STILL talking. I grab my scone Earl brought out for me and shove it in her mouth.

"Wamdmahfuh??!"

"Girl it's my turn to talk we have got business to attend to!"

"Mmh your right" She says dusting the crumbs off her mouth. "Ohh that's really good what is it??"

"Strawberry scone. okay So vidcon is coming up next month right? They want to know if we are interested in teaching a class on how to start a blog. They need an answer by Wednesday. What do you say?"

"Mmm" she drums her perfectly manicured nails against her chin.

"Do we get paid?"

"No"

"Why do it then?

"Out of the goodness of out hearts"

"..."

"They pay for our plane tickets"

"oh!"

"And its Florida...Disneyworld? Come on!"

"Girl you should have started with that I'm in!"

We both are EXTREME disney fanatics but have yet visited Disneyworld. Crazy I know.

I laugh "okay I'll let them know."

I close my laptop and begin to put my things away.

"It's been real but I have more editing to do and 5 episodes till the finale of Orange is the New Black and when Ruby Rose calls to you, you can't say no!"

She pulls a disgusting face.

"Ew. I refuse to be consumed into that prison bullshit. I'll just stick to Pretty Little Liars, which I'm coming over to watch."

"What ever! You will be converted! Just wait!!"

She giggles. " Okay okay! I'll see you Tuesday."

"Bye whore!"

"See yah you slut!"

We laugh and go our separate ways.