*Chloe's pov*
I got up about three hours after Nina left early. Don't think she likes getting up early...but then again, who doesn't. I stretched. My arms are covered in bruises. I got them after I got into a fight with a guy I saw on the street yesterday. Believe me, I seem innocent before you know me but if someone does something to piss me off, I turn into a weapon. I flashback to it. "Hey you. What are doing outside here, alone? It's not safe for a young girl like you".  "We'll see about that". He took me to his flat. He suggested we watch a movie. I escaped this question by saying I've to pee real bad. When I came out, he had a bottle of open beer next to him. "Want some, sweetheart?" He asked. "No thanks". He swept up from his seat. "What did you say?" "I said no". He dived towards me. I leaped out of his way. He landed into the wall. He got up. He advanced towards me. I kick him. His face turns red. I go to the door. He grabs my arm and twists it so it's red and then holds it until it's blue with bruises. I nut shot him again and go home. I won't dwell on it anymore, I've work to do. Luckily, since I'm not actually hired yet, I can work anytime I want, where I want. I went out at eight and found a street that only had a few dull coloured shops on it. Hey, just because the shops are dull, doesn't mean the pavement has to. I got out my black paint and started creating swirls. I did this for about an hour before taking the skin color paint and gently traced a pair of praying hands. I coloured between the black swirls. I did the color of the LGBTQ flag. I wrote under this: We are equal under the eyes of God. Then under the hands I wrote: In God we trust. Some people stopped and looked at it. A few of them threw ten dollar notes at me. Probably thought I was homeless. I saw Nina. That's so good she said and I nodded. I saw a hot guy walking. He walked on. I stopped what I was doing. I looked at him. Then I took out my phone and started writing romantic fanfiction. I saw a hot guy walking in the street today. He had a sexy jawline. He turned around and looked at me. My mouth dropped open. He was absolutely stunning. I stopped and picked up the art supplies. I walked to the park and continued writing the fanfiction: He stared back. "So.. what's your name?" I asked him nervously. "Um.. Would you believe if it I said Elvis... Presley?" He asked. I laughed. He laughed. "What's your name?" He asked back. I said the first name that popped into my head: Carly Rae Jespen. I stopped and looked around. The same guy, I saw in the street and currently writing fanfiction about, sat next to me. Hey He chirped. I swallowed and felt my face going red. Are you that artist who was doing art in the street a few minutes ago? He asked. I nodded. It's way cool... like you seem to be He replied. Thanks, dude I smile. I go back to writing the fanfiction: We both laughed and went to Starbucks. "What are you having? It's my treat. I don't care how much it costs" he tells me. I differ before choosing.  "A white chocolate and raspberry muffin with a hot chocolate" I say. "Good choice. I'll get that too" he laughs. I stop. What's your name?" He asks. Chloe. You? I reply. Um...Felix he replies. There's a pause. What are you doing on your phone? He asks. He seems kind enough. Um... nothing I reply, feeling my face going red. Can I see? I promise I won't laugh he says. I give in and show him the fanfiction. He reads it aloud. What a nice twist this has he laughs. You don't think it's cringey or weird or anything? I ask nervously, waiting with baited breath. Even if it, which it isn't, I like cringey and weird things. And you seem like one of a kind he says back. Wanna go for Starbucks? My treat he says. I nod. Looks like my fanfiction is coming true. If only Nina and Sal were here...hold on... what the fuck am I talking about? Of course I'm glad they're not here, Sal would be yelling the ship name she would have made up and Nina would start planning out our future. We walked to Starbucks. I didn't see Nina there, but I think she saw me. BUSTED! I see her take out her phone and I think she's texting Sal.
What are you having? My treat Felix asked as he went up to an empty counter. Coincidentally or not, Nina served us. A white chocolate and raspberry muffin and hazelnut coffee I say. He orders the same. Cash or card? Nina asks. He takes out his card and slots it in. What's his name? Asks Nina, over the counter. She never got an answer because the next customer- Dolan- must be his break in school- pushed past us. Large black coffee he says, out of breath. Nina hands us our orders and me and Felix walk back to his classy flat.