Maybe, There is a Happy Ending

Chapter Three

Veronica's POV:

"Alright, Veronica. Do you like One Direction or Five Seconds of Summer?" Sam asks me. "Oh, hell no. I am not one of those fangirls, big posters in their bedroom and having fantasies that Zayn Malik is going to notice me and live happily ever after. I don't even like both of those groups." I reply, the thought of people actually doing that makes me cringe.

"Same girl, bunch of Gay Bastards." Sam rolls her eyes and I laugh. She eventually joins in and there we are, two teenage girls walking down the main street of California, ignoring all the funny looks from everyone else around.

Scientists say that laughing is the best medicine you could ever have. I believe that one hundred percent. There is something about laughing until you can't breathe or until tears are running down your cheeks, whatever comes first, that helps you forget what is truly going on in your life, all the hard, negative crap. A cure. You aren't consuming any substance that could do damage to you in the long run and you are laughing with someone who means something to you.

Along this walk, I found out a lot about Sam. Her favourite colour is blue, Axel is older than her by three minutes, she loves math and art and wants to pursue an art career. Science is the one subject she hates with a passion, she has lived in California her whole life, same house as well. She has also never had a boyfriend because Axel keeps scaring them away.

"Alright, we are here." Sam breaks me from my thoughts. We have stopped in front of a café, Steamin' Mugs Café. The sign was shown in white, black, shiny tiles outlining the whole shop. It looks unique and quite an expensive café, but I don't complain.

The door is already open so we just walk in and I'm greeted with the aroma of coffee and freshly baked goodies. The black tiles from outside lines the wall behind the counter and the ground is concreted. Due to this café being on the corner of the street, two of the walls are all window, letting the afternoon sun seep through as lighting. There are couples, families and people just sitting on their own in the café, making the whole place look busy.

Sam leads me to a table in the far corner, I notice around eight unfamiliar people around it, interacting with each other and I get the vibe that they have all known each other for years. There was one familiar person here at this table though, and that person is Axel.

"Hey, guys. I want you to meet someone." Sam grabs everyone's attention and I now feel awkward with all their eyes on me. To avoid eye contact, I look over at Sam who is beside me. "This is Veronica Carter, originally from New York and is now living with myself and Axel." Sam smiles.

Gaining some confidence, I look over at the group again and see two girls looking at me with big welcoming smiles and the boys looking at me like a piece of meat, well except Axel who currently has his tongue down this other girls throat. Gross.

"Okay, so, Veronica, this Naomi River and Cecilia Liven. They are my two best friends out of this whole group. I-" "Hey! What about me?" Sam gets cut off by a rather attractive boy with brown hair and grey/blue eyes. "Sorry, Blade." Sam laughs while he pouts and crosses his arms over his chest, slugging a bit like a five-year-old boy not getting his favourite candy for his birthday.

"That's Blade Jones," she points to the boy who just spoke. "He always seems to flirt so watch out-" "Hey! That's not how you treat your best friend Sammy, I feel so betrayed. Veronica, don't listen to her." He once again interrupts Sam to her dismay. "This is Nolan Wesley, he is more chilled back." Sam points to a blonde boy who has his hands behind his head like he has no worries in life. I laugh at myself because the description Sam gave matched his position.

"Then there is Mitchell Ransom..." Sam trails off. I have only known Mitchell for not even five minutes and I can tell by his smile towards Sam that he likes her, a lot. And the by the way Sam is staring at him, she feels the same way. I smell a relationship forming between the two.