Him ; Bastille

The One & Only Sydney Smith ; 4

It's been nearly six hours since me and Kitty discussed the life and death of her favourite character from Valley Of The Dolls. I'm still on a Kitty high right now. We spent most of the time in deep conversation, the other times we cracked a few jokes since the book leaves you on quite a downer to be honest.

My phone buzzes in my pocket. This time it isn't an AirDrop request...it's an actual text. Kitty Holland is now officially in my contact list. Not just any one from uni...but my crush.

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There's that missing thank you that she got cut short of before a professor barged in the classroom told us that lunch finished earlier than usual. I don't text anything back. I mean...how can I respond to that gif?

Instead of probably embarrassing myself in a text to Kitty I decide to text my sister...she needs to know that I somehow scored Kitty's phone number.

Me; Guess who just got Kitty Holland's phone 
         number!
— Syd; do I give a fuck?
— Syd; lol just kidding
— Syd; WAIT LET ME GUESS
— Syd; is it that jock? The jock in the brochure?
— Syd; the cute one
— Syd; he is perfection
Me; Sydney what the actual fuck?
— Syd; English please.
— Syd; he better than you are in the looks
department. No offence my ugly big
brother x
Me; I got her number. Me!
— Syd; no shit Sherlock
Me; I cannot wait until you try finding a
boyfriend.
— Syd; i already have two. One is 13 the other is
  15. They don't know that I'm dating them
both lolz
Me; Bullshit. Absolute bull that is.
— Syd; it's true! The older one is a good kisser
but the younger one is really fun
Me; I was meant to find someone before you
ffs
— Syd; boohoo.
Me; I need money. That's what I'm really
desperate for at the moment.
— Syd; two seconds ago you was desperate for
Kitty. Lol men these days. Kitty don't
stand a chance with you
Me; Can you stop being a bitch for once in
your little life?
— Syd; why? Coz you're jealous?
— Syd; btw if mum knows your swearing at me
again she's going to fly other to America
          and personally disown you.
Me; As if you're legitimately showing mum   
         and dad our conversations.
— Syd; as if you've never kissed a girl before

I don't reply back. I'm not sure if Kitty is just playing or she really is telling the truth. I don't want mum and dad to know much much I'm struggling out here, they think I can coupe. I wouldn't want to dampen their moods and say that I need to borrow a fuck load of money to even live out here. New York is expensive and I'm basically living off nothing.

Instead of going back to my apartment I stand up from sitting on the side of the water fountain in Central Park and head towards campus. I need to man up and get a job, maybe because Kitty and I are now sort of familiar with each other she can help me out. I hope.

As I walk through the caved in streets my stomach loudly grumbles. I haven't really eaten anything today, I mean I have...but those things I ate aren't meant to be filling foods. The smells of sweet things consume my nostrils leaving my stomach feeling more and more empty. As I push myself on through the crowded street the sweet smell changes into something familiar. Chinese food. By now I'm walking faster than I ever have walked before. I'm starving and I need a clear head for this interview that hopefully Kitty might not make me do...

I don't need to be thinking about how poor I am. As soon as I see the familiar statue of the founder of Atlas, the university, I chuck a hard left and sort of run to the Kitty's coffee shop. I knock on the door. The packed up shop early every other month since everyone on campus goes to the football game. I never knew how much of a big deal American football is until I touched down in New York — on game night. There was mini riots and everything...I of course was a mess and hiding behind my apartment door with a knife in case anyone broke in.

That's when Kitty comes to the door thankfully. She seems shocked that I'm here but still, she opens it up. "Oh Dan..." her voice trails off sounding somewhat disappointed. I ignore the weird tone in her voice, "is that barista job up for grabs still?" With that she nervously smiles looking kind of anxious. "Dan...oh...I think someone has already-" she gets cut off as her dad, of all people, opens up the door to the coffee shop wider to reveal a group of people signing in forms. The people are fellow students that I've seen walk around the grounds of the campus numerous of times.

They all look at me. But I look at Kitty, she was literally just going to deny me. "Another man up for the job. I like it!" Her dad roses as he pats my back and pushes me inside the coffee shop.

"Dad!" I hear Kitty whisper sounding very annoyed. Maybe she is trying to act cool in front of these people? "Oh my god. Is that Dan Smith?" An Asian girl with long brown hair and electric blue streaks whispers almost looking disgusted at me. I know her actually, she has always thought little of me. I think her name is Alexia Li. "Do you need a pen? To sign the application forms?" Kitty's father asks as he hands me a clipboard. Cluelessly I nod my head whilst Kitty corner aways from the room full of job seekers, why is she so spooked out I'm here? It's not like I'm running to be a jock or whatever.

I nod my head and falsely smile after getting shown to my own table to fill in my application. It then looks like I've got to wait until after all these people go in for their interviews...I was actually planning to see the football game tonight. Clearly I'm not anymore. Maybe next month?