ohana 🍑 jachary

chapter three

Zach didn't know what to do. He was told to write a biography on someone important in his life, but had to make a new friend in the process. Daniel was his closest and only friend at the moment and had a huge impact on his life. So he didn't get why he had to redo it.

"Zach come on I think this is good for you," Daniel said from beside him. Zach scoffed. "Daniel your supposed to be on my side," he whined while looking at him.

"Well Zach come on think about it. We've been friends since 4th grade and now we're in collage. You need to get out there and into the world. Make some new friends. Maybe even find love," Daniel said finishing off his coffee. "Anyways Zach I have to go. I'm supposed to go on a date with Eben today since I canceled on him yesterday to have a movie night with you."

Zach sighed. Daniel and Eben had started dating about a year ago and it's been hard. Daniel isn't around as much and it sucked because that meant he had no one to hang out with. "Oh ok. I guess I'll see you tomorrow. Text me if you need anything," He said looking back down at his essay.

"Not Tomorrow because Eben said he had something planned for us, but anyways I really have to go. Bye!". And with that he was out the door leaving Zach alone at the coffee bar.

"Another coffee?" The barista in front of him said. "Uh, no thank you. I'm still working on this one." Zach said giving him a sheepish smile.

"Well the next ones on me," he said giving Zach a wink before walking away. Blushing more than usual Zach took another sip from his coffee.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry you had to deal with that," Corbyn said from in front of him. "He's new here and just can't keep his hormones together." He said looking in the direction of the young boy.

"Uh- it's okay." Zach mumbled, still thinking hard about what, no, who he was going to write about until he spotted a familiar head of baylaged curls. Those same curls that drove him crazy, that he almost never saw. That disappeared when he kept looking back at him only to tear his gaze away.

He absent mindedly stared at the curly headed boy across the table from him. What should he write the biography on? It has to be on someone who made an impact in his life. Zach's coffee coloured eyes rested on the curly haired boy who made his heart flutter. Scraping up all the courage he had, he stood up and walked to his table.

"I'm Zach and I would like to write a biography on you," The boy looked up from the journal he was writing in and furrowed his eyebrows. "Sorry?"

That wasn't the response Zach wanted, but at least he has a british accent.

- written by bella & noel
- edited by noel