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Karry's P.O.V.

I woke up to the sound of my phone vibrating. Suddenly, my phone began ringing, an upcoming call. Hmm, I wonder who it was. I yawned as I slid my finger on the green icon allowing whoever it was calling to speak. I didn't even look at the Caller ID since I was groggilly keeping myself awake.

I replied in a sleepy tone, "Hello?"

"Karry? Did I wake you up? I'm so sorry!!!" a familiar voice panicked.

I knew that voice. The voice that made my stomach fill with butterflies bursting of excitement and joy. Thomas?

"Thomas, is that you?" I said sitting up hugging my pillow ever so tightly and excitingly, a jolt of energy making me forget about my sleepiness and exhaustion.

Thomas chuckled a little, "Well Sleeping Beauty, good morning. I was just calling to see how you slept. You ok? "

I smiled like an idiot swishing my pillow tighter at hearing him call me "Sleeping Beauty". I rocked myself around and replied, " I slept fine Thomas. Thank you for asking. How'd you sleep?"

Thomas replied, "Alright, hey Karry I've got to go. My shift starts in 5 minutes. Whenever you need some company just stop by. Ok, I've gotta go Karry, bye."

I excitingly replied, " Well do Thomas. See you later. Bye."

With that Thomas hung up and I let out an exciting and high squeal. I was so happy. Thomas was such a gentleman. Wait, halt! Halt yourself Karry. He might be playing you, but Thomas wouldn't do that would he? Did he really care? I wondered. My stomach filled with butterflies just at the thought of seeing an image of Thomas in my head. My cheeks became heated and when I looked in the mirror, very red. I only smiled really big and then began doing funny faces in the mirror. Its a wonderful start to a new day. I guess I could go see Thomas later but first I have to check my inbox for any DC story scripts since I did leave my e-mail on my resume. I was very excited. I would get to work on it, that is if I even get an e-mail. I may need to wait a few days. After I freshened up and washed my teeth I ate breakfast. I had cereal. Cereal is cereal and I could eat it all day. It was a habit. Mmm, Honey Bunches of Oats with almonds!!! As I took my laptop out, I began checking for any e-mails. I only got coupons from stores, nothing important. I groaned. Well, that's ok. I can take it slow. I am on a vacation. . .sort of. I heard a vibration coming from my phone. I look eagerly towards it, maybe an e-mail. I quickly grabbed it and checked, the screen lighting up with just a tap of my finger.

It wasn't an e-mail, it was a text. A text from Thomas. I squealed with joy. I immediately opened it.

Thomas: My break is in 30 minutes. Wanna meet?

I only blinked. Is he asking me to meet him? Should I? I wanna go, but one if he's one of those no good playing jerks. No, he wouldn't. I thought for a minute before deciding to accept his preposition.

Karry: Sure, I'll be at the café in 30 mins. See ya soon Thomas.

I sent it and ran towards my luggage case. I took out my favorite shirt and jeans and jacket along with my favorite pair of flats. I sped to the bathroom and quickly changed. I brushed my hair letting the curls down. I had wrapped a ponytail around my wrist in case I wanted to put my hair up. I took my phone and and my wallet in my black bow purse and out the door I went. My phone rang again, another text.

Thomas: Ok, see you soon. Lol.

As I walked towards the cafe I couldn't help but think of Thomas and what we would do today. Thomas and I seem to immediately get along and we both want to be good friends.

I felt the sun shining all over me. It made me smile. The sky was clear, not a cloud in the sky. I sighed, sky, the sky. Oh Skye. I look up and I'm reminded of her absence. It made me feel happy yet I remember about all our conversations and all our moments together. I missed her. I missed her a lot and I walked down the sidewalk, every step filled me with more excitement.

(i had to. He is so cute. Anyways this is Thomas. Imagine him with geeky glasses.)
Thomas made me smile. He was caring, adorable, cute, funny, compassionate, shy at times, silly, generous, and I felt like I've known him all my life. I passed the garden and park where me and Thomas were yesterday. The flowers just brightened the whole area up. The orchids a bright purple seem to compliment the rosy pink cherry blossom trees wonderfully. Pink and purple just go good together and are one of my favorite color combinations. I looked at the clock on my phone, the numbers appearing with the tap of a finger or a press of a button. I had 5 minutes so I would make it. I stopped as I felt something fall on top of my head. I smiled as it was a cherry blossom that smelled amazing. I remember how Skye used to tell me how flowers would brighten her day up and make her smile. It's funny how when people are absent they miss the most important occurrences and events in a person's life. People come and go, but the people that stay have an effect on you and they change you for better or worse. That's the secret of life. People change people.

I know Skye has changed me. For better of course, she made me believe in what I already was. She made me feel like I was on cloud 9 and now her absence is just there. Absence is the inefficiency of Skye not being here, that's what it is. Her not being here is a deficiency. As I made my way to the door my thoughts cleared and I focused now on meeting Thomas.

Once I stepped through the door I was met by Thomas. The excitement of meeting me plastered on his face. A smile on his face lighting up the whole room and inside I was gushing of every emotion possible. I was nervous, happy, excited, scared, I was feeling again. It makes you feel alive and free.

"Karry! You made it!" Thomas hugged me tightly wrapping his arms around my waist and arms, but as he realized was he we doing he stopped and immediately let me go, his cheeks flushing a red color.

I blushed as I felt my cheeks heated up as I shyly said hello, "Hi Thomas."

I felt safe when Thomas hugged me. I liked it. I like it a lot, it was a wonderful feeling. A sensation that felt satisfied once I met Thomas. My my, Thomas what have you done to me? Gee, I don't think this is fake. This is real and my heart is telling me to enjoy it.

Thomas cleared his throat, uttering, "Karry, I didn't mean it in that way. I just didn't think you were going to show. I'm so happy you came!"

I tried keeping serious and I tried to make my face look normal instead of really red. I smiled abnormally and just nodded really fast. Thomas gave me a confused look but I shook it off.

"Of course I came Thomas. Your my new friend. My first friend in New York. You took the time to show me around. Thank you for that." I kissed his cheek as he blankly blinked twice, his eyes widening at my lips touching his cheek.

Thomas uttered, "S- speaking of s- showing you around, I- I wanted to show something only New York can show you. Come on. I took the day off when you said you were coming . .I was hoping you would come."

I squealed in excitement getting a chuckle from Thomas. I blushed a little, man am I falling. Thomas is just soo. . .soo . . .I think I'm falling. I'm falling hard. . . Thomas what do you do to me? Oh Thomas. . .

Skylar's P.O.V.

After my emotional breakdown yesterday, Madame Vasquez gave me the day off. Today I would walk in early. I did. After doing clocking in on time and a reading all the stories, Madame Vasquez took the liberty of going out and taking the pictures for me. Is my boss amazing or what?  Madame Vasquez returned an hour later and began downloading the pictures onto the separate computer and on to the printer. As the pictures began printing one by one on the special paper. Each picture coming up with high resolution  coming out on one end and fresh photo sheet paper going in on the other. As the pictures were printed I had finished typing 2 stories. Madame Vasquez smiled as she saw me busy at work.

"So have you done it yet?" Madame Vasquez suddenly spoke up.

I gave her a dumbfounded look, "What?"

She looked at me with big eyes, " You know what. Have you downloaded the app yet? You have to tell me that you at least downloaded the app?"

I began typing again, "I'm busy doing your stories."

Madame Vasquez sat beside me, "You haven't done it yet, have you?"

I nodded no. Madame Vasquez only sighed, "Aye Madre. Ok let me see your phone."

I shrugged it off, "Don't have it."

Madame Vasquez began tapping her foot patiently. I stopped my typing and faced her, "Fine. Here."

Once again, I fall into peer pressure. Yesh, she would never drop it. Thanks mother. I unlocked it and Madame Vasquez only began scrolling through until she found the playstore. With the touch of a finger, technology openly let her overpower it as she began downloading wattpad on my phone once again. Ah, wattpad the app I once spent so much time on and met my greatest friend.

As it finished updating and downloading, I regretted letting her do it. My stomach only churned feelings of regret and worry. What now? Madame Vasquez put my phone in my face and purposly pressed the wattpad icon so I could purposly see it.

"Hmm, I wonder what this says. . .oh. Log in!" Madame Vasquez sassily implied.

I rolled my eyes as she waved the phone in my face. I sighed. By the end of the day I might be even blinder than how I came in.

"Fine. Give me it." I gave in to her peer pressure.

I began signing in. As I put the password and press enter, I feel feelings of remorse and rememberance. I gulped. All my feelings resurfaced. I checked my notification bar and went to my messages. There were 398 messages. All from Karry. I looked at it and then turned my phone off letting the screen turn black. I saw a tear touch my screen as it dripped from my face.

"Sweetie, you ok?" she asked concernigly.

I nodded, "Yeah. Can you print out all those messages please? "

Madame Vasquez replied, "Sure hun. I'll print it. Do you need a minute?"

I nodded, "Yes."

I couldn't stand it. The pain. . .I just can't. I took a deep breath as the printer began printing the 398 messages Karry had left for me. She hasn't forgotten. A smile came on my face as I felt tears fall down my cheeks.  Hot tears and a smiling face were unexplainable and they usually never come together as one face expression. Madame Vasquez only squealed and then gave me a confused look.

"Are you going to send her a message?" she asked.

I cleaned the tears away and shook my head in disapproval.

"I'm not ready yet. . ."

As the printer finished printing all messages. Madame Vasquez then began reading the messages from the older ones to the most recent. I didn't think i would do this or even get Wattpad but what are the odds. Madame Vasquez was munching on a snack while she read it. She stopped and looked at me. She gulped.

"You might  wanna read this. Its already smokin'. " Madame Vasquez said biting her lip.

She handed me all the sheets of paper and placed it in front of me. I gulped, saliva getting stuck in my throat. I think I almost choaked on it. What to do? Where to start? What to feel? Here goes nothing. . .I took a deep breath as I began reading the message Karry had left for me. I bit my lip at just holding the papers. I directed my attention towards the words and I began reading it inside my head. I guess she kept her promise, she said she wouldn't let me go and yet I broke mine by doing just that. I'm sorry Karry. I'm sorry for everything. . .