The Scarlet Speedster and I (Barry Allen Love Story)

Chapter 2

(A/N)-The pic for this chapter is a pic of me irl, and I apologize in advance for cracking and breaking your sceens with my ugliness...

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE FLASH, THE SHOW'S PLOTLINE, OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN MY OCs. THE REST OF THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO THE CW. I ADDED SOME OF MY OWN SCENES AND ADDED SOME OF MY OCs INTO SCENES FROM THE ACTUAL SHOW, AND VARIED THE PLOT SLIGHTLY TO WORK IN MY OWN LITTLE PLOT, BUT OTHER THAN THAT EVERYTHING BELONGS TO THE CW AND THE WRITERS OF THE FLASH.  

Chapter 2~

*Patrice's POV*

"Back to the street where we began, feeling as good as lovers can, you know. Yeah, we're feeling so good. Picking up things we shouldn't read, it looks like the end of history as we know. It's just the end of the world," my phone blares, making me groan. 'My alarm. Ughhh.' I dismiss the alarm and put my head back into my pillows, determined to go back to sleep. 'Wait, I have things to do today. I need to get to work... OMG today's my first day at my new job!!! I cannot be late. First impressions are everything.' I get out of bed and open the curtains in my room, cringing at how bright the sun is. Walking over to my dresser, I pick out my clothes for the day: a pair of black skinny jeans, one of my many Marvel t-shirts (this one is white with the Avengers on it), my black cardigan, and my under garments. With my clothes in hand, I walk to the bathroom so I can get ready.

First thing's first: taking my Celexa. Yes, I'm on an antidepressant, which I've been on for quite a while now. I have a bunch of medical problems, but more on those later in the story. I then brush my teeth, take a quick 10-minute shower, dry off, put my clothes, deodorant, and perfume on. I brush out my hair and do it how I usually do it: leave it down with, parting it on my left side. I wear shower caps most of the time since my hair gets ridiculously curly when wet because that's how my hair naturally is. And since my hair is also ridiculously thick, it takes a couple hours to straighten it to near perfection. So since I don't have that kind of time in the morning to do that, I wear shower caps to keep my hair dry. I wash my hair, like, once a week because my hair gets dried out if I wash it too frequently.

As I walk out the bathroom and in my room, I notice how much pent-up nervous energy I have today. My nerves are going through the roof at this point, making it very difficult to put my all black Converse, jewelry, grey sweatshirt, and Harry Potter beanie on since my hands are shaking so bad. I grab my phone, laptop, chargers, inhaler, sketchbook, pencils, and colored pencils and shove everything in my Harry Potter messenger bag except for my phone, which I put in my right back jean pocket. I grab my wallet and headphones, putting my wallet in my bag and my headphones in my ears after I plug them in my phone and hit shuffle on my music. Making sure I have everything, I walk out the door, forget my keys, grab my keys, and lock my door.

"When I was, a young boy, my father, took me into the city, to see a marching band." Pressing the down button , my thoughts are all about the song currently playing. 'Really? Why do the feels always have to come at the worst times? Ugh, I miss My Chemical Romance. Why'd they have to break up? R.I.P MCR. You will never be forgotten.' The elevator doors open as I try to calm my nerves a little bit. I step on and press the button for the lobby. As soon as the doors are about to close, a hand stops it, making the doors open once more. In steps Jack. Jack from 8E. He has a laptop bag with him and he's wearing a plain white t-shirt, dark blue jeans, the same black hi-top Vans as yesterday, and the same red sweatshirt as yesterday. He's also wearing the same dog tag necklace from yesterday. I notice that there's a few droplets of water on his curls. 'Must be from the shower.' He smiles brightly at me, making me smile back. 'His smile is so contagious.'