Something Like Fate: A BajanCanadian FanFiction

Chapter 2: Lighten Up

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Chapter 2: Lighten Up

Lillian's POV

"Ok so has it been long enough? Can I have my notebook now?" I ask, impatient.

"Workaholic much?" he asked, chuckling.

"I'm going to be late for a meeting. Maybe. I don't know I have work to do!"

'Workaholic and indecisive." he notes jokingly.

"UGH. Mitchell what do you want?"

"Whoa. Ew. No. Call me Mitch," he scoffed, disgusted by his real name.

"Oh I see. You don't like that. So, call me Lillian." I state, proud.

"So, I see you write for a living?"

"Yeah. Lillian Wench. The most romantic woman. I guess. How about you?"

"YOU'VE NEVER HEARD?!"

"I'm sorry?"

"I'm Mitch or BajanCanadian."

"Uhh.."

"Famous YouTuber?"

"Hmmm.."

"Not ringing a bell?"

"Well..what's a BajanCanadian?"

"I play Minecraft. That's just my gamer tag."

"What's Minecraft?"

"Come with me."

"I don't even know you.."

"Then get to know me."

"I have work..."

"Not now you don't. You're coming with me."

"Do I have a choice?"

"NOOOPE."

"Free country."

"Nope. Come on."

Who does this guy think he is?! Ok, Lillian, he seems like a nice guy...just try something new for

once in your life..."Ok. Let's go." I agree. "Well, there's a catch," he said. "What?" I asked.

"You're going to meet some of my friends as well. We're going to book a flight, actually. And fly to

L.A. I have a business meeting. I work with a bunch of guys, who, are, like, my friends. My best

friends." he finished. I laughed. "Leave New York?" I sneered. "No chance!" He looked sad. I shook

my head. No way was I going to leave familiar ground. "Come on, Lilly," he pleaded. I stood there.

There was no way I was leaving...Or was I? I sighed. I lifted my phone, inches from my lips.

"Cancel my business meetings for the next week, and text Allegra that I'm taking a long vacation."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mitch's face grow excited. I put my phone in my pocket, and said,

"I need to pack." We started to walk out, and on the way out, I said, "Oh, and it's Lillian."

~Plane~

I'm scared. Afraid. I've never left New York. In my life. I've never been on a plane. Ever. Not ever.

I start to look out the window. The sky and endless clouds stare back. I look to my left. Mitch is