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Stella Allen.

The New York air hit me as I closed my apartment door and walked down the steps towards the streets. I could take a cab, but today I just wanted to walk.

The scent had become manageable as I only had been living here five months but New York was different from Houston and the small town I had grown up in. The first weeks were horrible, the people, the scent, I thought I would never get used to it all. But I finally did, thanks to my amazing friends who taught me about being sociable and such.

I walked towards the small coffee shop I worked in right around the corner from my apartment and took out my phone as I walked inside. I dialed Matthew's number and put my bag in the corner of the counter at the coffee shop.

"What Stella?" He snapped as soon as he picked up.

"Well good morning to you, too" I replied cheerfully and put on my apron while I balanced my phone between my shoulder and my head.

"Okay..." He sighed and took a deep breath. "Good morning, you beautiful piece of shit" He exhaled and groaned, probably getting up from wherever he was sitting.

"Wow those are the words a woman wants to hear in the morning Matt, thanks" I chuckled and heard him laugh through the phone.

Matthew and I had been best friends since we were young. We lived together in Houston and once we went out to university, he wouldn't dare go to another that wasn't with me. So, once we graduated, we decided to come live in New York. Matthew already knew about New York because he'd come to visit his family that lived here, so he was used to all the smells and all the people squishing into you as you walked.

"Anyways, Carla called me and told me she was coming over at like 9pm" He said and yawned.

"Still don't understand why she can't just move in with us" I said, annoyed, and rolled my eyes.

"She's only know us, or exactly you, for five months so calm down, she will eventually" He swatted away and I heard water running in the background.

"Or maybe she's just afraid she'll take advantage of you with your hot presence" He added and I couldn't see him but I could feel him grinning as he finished the sentence.

When Matthew was younger and he came to visit his family, there was this girl that lived next to his grandparent's house. Her name was Carla. They spent time together every day Matthew stayed with his family.

Once we came to live in New York, the first thing he said was he need to go see Carla. Much to my jealous surprise, Matt had forgotten to tell me Carla was a lesbian. She was all over me the first month we were here, and after countless times repeating the same sentence, "I'm not lesbian nor will you change my mind!" she caved in and stopped.

I groaned and looked a person coming in the store. "I have to go, I'll text you later bye" I said quickly and hit the end button, locking my phone and smiling at the young man approaching the counter.

"The usual Kaleb?" I said with a smile and looked up at him. Kaleb Barnes was gorgeous inside and out. Green eyes that could leave you breathless and soft lips that could make you melt right in the spot. He came in every day at 8am, just when I checked in at work, and ordered the same thing, a simple Soy Latte.

He chuckled and nodded, smiling afterwards. "So how's Matthew?" He spoke as I turned my back at him and started making the coffee.

"He's good, constantly getting fired from anything but yeah" I said and finished making his coffee, getting back to him and noticing he had been staring at me.

This had become a regular thing with us. He'd always come just when I clocked in at work and chatted with me just before the big 9am rush came. Even thought we studied at NYU together, we didn't talk much over there because while he took classes I was stuck at work and by the time I got out he'd already be heading home.