Mr.Youtuber

4 Dollars

Chapter 4

{Indiana Riley}

I surprisingly got through yesterday.

Fortunately, I didn't have to drive Natasha anywhere to go track down those celebrities of hers. She did find out where they were staying, but she is planning on going with one of her internet friends in town.

"Morgan is here! I'll be going now!" Natasha exclaims running outside the loft.

I follow her out, since it's not my house. I close the door behind me and walk down the stairs.

By the time I get outside, Natasha is hopping inside Morgan's car.

"See ya later, Indiana!" She calls out.

I wave, "Good luck! And don't scare the guys too much!"

"No promises!"

As they drive off, I was left alone on the sidewalk. There is only a few people walking around outside, one with a dog. The sun is out and about along with little clouds, so it doesn't make sense why not much people are out.

Sometimes I feel the need of having more friends. On days like this, it would be nice to have a lot of people to hang out with. All I really have is Natasha, but she is occupied with a hunt down. Today may be a good day wasted.

I decide to spend the day with a nice walk around the city. I can enjoy the weather along with familiarizing myself with the city. The best and worst thing about this city is the hills. Everything goes up and down. It's a pain having to walk the streets. The best part is that it's what gives San Francisco character. Also, it would give you a good work out.

I make sure my phone is above 80% before walking any further. I double check for money, pepper spray, and all of my keys.

I walk down the street until I hit a busy intersection. I have no idea where I want to go, so I just take a right turn. I start spacing out thinking about little things like what I was going to do next weekend, why I am so short, mom, dad, and Joey's french lesson from Phoebe in Friends. As I walk, someone bumps into my arm. I flinch and pull my arm back quickly covering it with my other arm. I look back and it was just a busy looking guy who was in a rush. He doesn't even look back, he could've said sorry at least.

I look across the street and spot a café. The name was familiar. Natasha probably mentioned the place to me before. I would go, but there's a long line that extends to the outside of the building. I thought of just continuing my walk, but my stomach growls and I know I had to wait. It's not like I have anywhere to go anyway. I skipped an opportunity at breakfast this morning because of Natasha.

I cross the street, and rush to the end of the line. There is no way I'm gonna let someone beat me to it. The line is long enough already.

As I step into the line, another guy barges in front of me.

"Excuse me, I was here first." I tell the stranger.

The guy turns his head before spinning all the way around.

"Sorry. You snooze, you lose." he shrugs.

I scoff. Unbelievable. Ridiculous, even. It may be one spot in line, and maybe I shouldn't make a fuss about it, but something really pushed my buttons. I should probably push him as hard as I can so he will get out of line. I could even just go ahead and walk right in front of him, but he seems like the type to get angry.

"I'm Ashton, by the way." He says with an extended hand.

He has the nerve to be friendly. The dude just took my spot in line.