Chapter 2

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"IM SO EXCITED!" squealed Sahar as we entered the plane. As we were looking for our seats, Sahar and I fought over who got the window seat, Obviously I won. When we sat down I immediately took out my  black polaroid and took a selfie with Sahar. I then texted Ethan to tell him im on the plane and that were about to take off. I was so excited, I could finally meet someone who could potentially be my dream guy.

*Twelve hours later*

As I drop my bags on the floor of me and Sahars apartment I walk to the sofa and collapse on it. "I'm so jet lagged  I could just fall asleep." I say as I hear Sahar snoring from the other sofa. I start to slowly drift off to sleep.

I wake up to the sound of my phone buzzing. I got a text from Ethan! But why is he messaging me at two in the morning? I read the text;

Ethan(2:01 am):Hey, sorry I'm messaging you so late but I just wanted to know if you want to meet up on Friday?

Danielle(2:03 am): I'd love to meet up on Friday! Where?

Ethan(2:05 am): Santa Monica Pier. Does 1 pm sound good?

Danielle(2:07 am): That sounds perfect! Can't wait!

Ethan(2:08 am): Well I'm going to sleep. Goodnight x :)

Danielle(2:09 am): Goodnight :)

I check the date on my phone. It's Monday meaning I've got the whole week to figure out what I'm going to wear and to tell Sahar more about Ethan. I start to fall asleep again.
"Danielle wake up! I've made breakfast!!" Sahar screams.
I wake up and go on my phone for a few minutes.

I put my phone in my pocket, get up from the sofa and walk into the kitchen to find Sahar standing in front of the stove with a pan in her hand. "What is that smell?" As I block my nose. "Pancakes, you want?" Sahar says as she holds a plate that has burnt and undercooked pancakes on it. I walk to the fridge and grab a bottle of orange juice. "No thanks I'm good." "Fine suit yourself." She shrugs and eats one of the burnt pancakes. She runs to the bin and spits out the chewed up pieces of burnt pancake. I laugh and walk to my room with my bags.

I walk into my room with my bags and throw them on my bed. I start to unpack my bags. My phone buzzes. I look at the text. It's from my ex boyfriend, Olly. We dated for about 4 months and broke up about 6 months ago. He has dirty blonde hair and blue eyes.

Olly(11:33 am): Hey, I just wanted to let you know I'm in America and I want to catch up with you sometime. You could come to mine and order pizza tomorrow. I know pizzas your favourite. ;)

I read the text over again. Is he being serious, I can't believe he's actually here. This is so random that he just texted me. We haven't spoken in months. Ill reply later.

I put my phone in my bag and continue unpacking. I then put on some black skinny jeans and a white crop top. As I walk into the living room I see Sahar lying on the floor. "What the hell are you doing?" "SHHHHHHH, it's ok" Sahar whispers as she rolls onto her back. Sahar is normally like this. I laugh and walk to the front door. "Sahar I'm going out do you want to come?" I hear Sahar jump to her feet and run to her room. Ten seconds later I see Sahar run towards me in a completely different attire from what she was wearing before. "Let's go!" Sahar says as she swings open the door and runs down the hallway and down the stairs. I lock the door and continue to walk.

We arrive at American Apparel and this skirt catches my eye. Its a pleated, high waisted, white skirt. I grab the skirt and run to the changing rooms, Sahar follows. I put on the skirt and walk out the changing room. " How does it look?" "It looks good, but the top doesn't look right with it." Sahar looks around and grabs a top. "Here" Sahar hands me a plain black high neck crop top. I walk back into the changing room and put the top on. I walk out and show Sahar the outfit. She nods in approval. I buy the outfit and a few other pieces of clothing.

As we finish shopping we exit the last shop. On the way back to our apartment we past this café. " I'm hungry! Lets go see what we can eat." Sahar says as she walks into the café. When I walk into the café I notice someone who looks familiar. "Shit, hide!" I grab Sahar and we hide behind a big pot plant. "Why are we hiding?" " Shhhhhhh" I say in a loud whisper. I look up and see Olly standing in front of me with a confused expression on his face. "Oh so that's why were hiding" Sahar says as we both stand up. " Hey Danielle." Olly says still seeming a bit confused. " Hi Olly!" "Oh hey Sahar!" says Olly when he realises Sahar standing behind me.

" Oh Danielle did you read my text?" " Yeh, I did, but um I um forgot to reply. Sahar uh had this uh problem. She uh almost set the apartment on fire so I had to help her." I say trying to make it sound believable. " No I didn't." Sahar says in protest. " Don't you remember." I say hoping Sahar would catch on. " Ohhhhhh, um I ment that did happen." Sahar winks at me and walks to the bar. " Well I'm going to go get some food, ill see you around." I say quickly walking towards Sahar." " Wait! You still haven't answered my question!" I ignore him and pick up my pace. I sit down next to Sahar, I order a cheese burger with fries and a vanilla milkshake. Sahar orders the same. We finish eating and head back our apartment.

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Thanks for reading chapter 2. I hope you enjoyed!
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