Chapter 1.

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"Anisa, hurry up! I am really hungry now, and I need to put some food in my crying tummy." I whine.


"Calm down will ya. I need to find that Revelon mascara that I saw on Youtube." Anisa says.

Oh my god, this girl. We've been going around the mall for an hour trying to find this mascara that she really wants to buy, and there is no hope or sign of it. Wait, let's pause right there, let's take it back to me saying the mall. It isn't called "mall" here, it's called "town" as apparently these British say. You got that right, England baby. Anisa, one of my very very close cousins and best friend decided long ago that we should go to England for university together, buying a small apartment and living in together. Right now we are living that dream, but unfortunately some things I can tolerate with Anisa. Like her and her stupid ass makeup. Don't get me wrong, I put makeup on as well, but when someone's going around town trying to find one little product for an hour when I am starving gets on my nerves. I have issues with shopping, I hate shopping. I only go into town if I REALLY need something, and then head back out. I need food! 

"Found it!" She shouts. A few people turn and glare at Anisa, but looks like she does't give a crap.

"Finally, thank the lord. Can we now go eat, my tummy has had enough." 

"Alright Shayy just calm down. I need to go pay, and then we can go find a Starbucks."

"Okay, hurry up!" 

I head out of the store waiting outside for Anisa for another hour. Okay, I'm exaggerating not an hour but she comes out after another 6 minutes which felt likes ages.

"Let's go," Anisa says.

"Anisa, let's go to a coffee shop. I don't want to go to the food court and I don't want to go to Starbucks either." I say, which didn't quite make sense because Starbucks is a coffee shop, but oh well, who cares.

"Fine, let's go somewhere else if you want." Anisa agrees.

After a good 15 minutes of walking, we finally find a small coffee shop. Oh God I'm dying of hunger.

"Let's go in so we can quickly order, and I can eat," I say, in a hurry to get in.

"Shayy, you are crazy when you get hungry, you know that right?" Anisa says, whilst shaking her head.

Yes, I know I go crazy when I'm hungry, but come on a girls gotta eat when she's gotta eat. I quickly enter the cute little coffee shop, and head to the front. I look at the display filled with doughnuts. I really wanted to get my favorite honey cream doughnut, my luck there was one left. As I was about to order the last honey cream someone else comes in next to me and also points to the doughnut.

"Can I get the Honey Cream Doughnut please?" We ask in unison.

Wait, what? No, that's my doughnut.

"Hi. Excuse me. I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but I was here first and that's my doughnut," I say to the stranger.

"Hello. And no, I asked first." The boy replies with a hot British accent, scrunching up his nose and raising his eyebrows. 

I've always had a thing for guys with British accents, let's just say it's a turn on *wink, wink*.

"No, it's my doughnut okay. So back off," I snap.

What was wrong with this dude, the doughnut was mine! We got into a heated argument, which went on for a good 5 minutes until Anisa decides to interrupt.

"Shayy, stop! You're acting crazy over a stupid doughnut. Let it go, and just let him have it." My cousin says.

"No Anisa, it's not just any doughnut, it's a honey cream doughnut. You know it's my favorite, and plus, this guy has no manners. He isn't letting me, a girl, take it. On top of that, I asked for it and was here first." I say.

I realised how immature I was behaving over a doughnut in public, so I turn towards the stranger and say, "You know what. Fine, have it." 

I don't even know this guy yet and I already hate him. The guy ordered MY doughnut and went to sit with his mates, and started laughing. What a jerk I thought. Anisa and I ordered next and took our seats to eat. As we were filling our stomachs someone approaches us.

"Excuse me" he says.

I look up and see the jerk who stole my doughnut. 

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