Chapter Three

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"Looks like we meet again." the person said.

I didn't have to see the person's face but I knew who the person was, giving me goosebumps from head to toe.

When the person regained their footing, my face spread with unamusement due to the fact that only one person would know that the saying giving me the chills.

"You know how I feel when people say that line Daya." I whined. 

Every time I would hear that exact line, I'd feel a bit shaken up. It was something about those words that resonated in my dreams often. I don't usually dream but when I do there's always been a faceless person who says those exact same words. In full honesty, I've felt that my dreams were a place where this unknown person insisted on communicating so the moment I wake up from a dream I immediately write in my notebook of the conversation the person and I had so I wouldn't forget any details. 

"I'm sorry Y/N but aren't you happy to see me?" I shrugged my shoulders and walked beside her to Blue Wings. I actually wasn't complaining to see my friend of fifteen years to be standing right in front of me. The only reason why Zendaya knows about this because she was snooping around my room the other day when she came over to mine. We both agreed that my constant dreams of the reoccurring person doesn't really make any sense but one day we will figure it out.

Though it had just occurred to me that she probably faked tripped herself. That's Zendaya Coleman for you. The girl has the ability to act very businesslike and play different characters in movies and television shows but when the cameras are off, she's goofy and very down to Earth in front of friends. That's the thing with some celebrities that allow their fame and egos to get the best of them and they unconsciously turn into someone that they cannot recognise in the mirror. Luckily I have two great best friends who don't let their celebrity status affect them and of course Zendaya is one of them.

"Of course I'm glad to see you but aren't you supposed to be promoting for your movie that you did with Tom Holland?" I opened the door to Blue Wings for both of us to go in. 

The moment we stepped foot into Blue Wings there were people who recognised us, seeing them whisper to each other and pointing at our direction. It wasn't very common for fans to come up to us whenever we were spotted as they would just take out their phones out and see their stealthy photo taking with the flash on.

At first I took it in offense as to why people wouldn't want to come up to me and Zendaya but it could be the fact that I was labelled to be a 'badass'. I don't even know how that label even surfaced for me. Oh wait, it could also be the fact that I maybe have accidentally broke a paparazzi's camera? I mean it was purely by accident hence calling it an accident.

The beginning of this year I decided that I would start getting into shape so thought of going on a jog in the morning. I'm telling you that the sun was barely up so people should still be asleep and the moment I turned a corner throughout the run, a paparazzi jumped straight out at me and I legitimately in that split second thought I was getting robbed. So with my reflexes, I knocked the camera out of the man's hands and let me tell you I have never seen a grown man scared for his life before. When I realised it wasn't someone who was trying to rob me I said sorry and I guess one of his friends was also there who took a photo of the incident. It soon surfaced but the paparazzi explained that it was an accident but I guess people are just trying to be cautious? 

"Oh my god you're Zendaya and Ryder! Could I get a photo with you girls?" A girl asks stopping me from my daydreaming. 

I nod my head and passes me her phone to take a selfie with the three of us. After we took the photo I asked for her Twitter so I could follow her and she waved goodbye with her parents after telling me her account name.

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