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Skylar's P.O.V.

I decided it best if I continue with her legendary story. I typed it all out with its margins and the pictures had already been taken. As I finished up fixing the story headline I just couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Karry had now come back into my life. Now. Of all the moments in time and infinite space, now. Why? I had 2 days. Oh gosh. What am I gonna do? How do I know she's even on there. How? I still remember her user and I remember mine. It was a long time ago, a lifetime ago. When I was young, well I still am. The story was very heartfelt but it wasn't that legendary but in my case I just let her enthusiasm happen. I drank some coffee and I felt it's warmth slide down my throat. Coffee, the only thing keeping me awake. I haven't had sleep for a few days now. The nightmare just keep coming back. I let my fears control me sometimes and that's my problem. That's why I couldn't put Karry through this every time we talked. I snapped out of my thoughts as Madame Vasquez only waited patiently to get back on the story of my life issue. She only stared at me, waiting for me to do or say something. She cleared her throat catching my attention. I only blinked dumbfounded.

"Yes ma'am." I sighed rolling my eyes.

"Don't you give me that tone Skylar Elizabeth Marie Johnson. " Madame Vasquez sassily replied like if she was my mother.

She just used my full name. Did she really have to say my full name? I hated it. Well Madame Vasquez occasionally called me Marie and she even pinched my cheeks. I always had chubby cheeks ever since I was a baby, nonetheless Madame Vasquez would never hesitate to give me a helping hand. The first week I had started working for her, I had fallen asleep on the job and well she took me to her house and even gave me the day off. She cared, it's just right now with me and Karry, I just don't want her in that business. My books, they shouldn't be read, they were just me trying to escape the world. I don't have time for it anymore and well honestly I don't have the guts or will to face Karry. I just can't. . .

I replied in a casual tone, "Yes mother."

Madame Vasquez only smirked, "This story is now boring. Now since you've finished we can continue. What app was it that you two met?"

Just like that she asks! Right out of the blue! Ugh. Here we go again. I drank more coffee. I needed to be alert. I sat up and only look at the ceiling.

"Facebook, instagram, myspace, oh, uh maybe Twitter?" Madame Vasquez said.

I only put my head on the cool wooden desk. It was full of papers and pencils and the keyboard was right in front of my forehead. The screen illumiated on my hair. I groaned.

"You won't quit it will you?" I managed to say.

Madame Vasquez smirked, "Not likely, I'm a reporter remember. Now answer the question."

I sighed again, "Why does it matter so much to you that you find out about my life?"

Madame Vasquez's expression softened, "Because you were better with her than you are now, without her. What was her name?"

I smiled, "Karry. That was her name. I remember her user batmanwife13. I don't know if she is still on now, but I remember that well. I could never forget."

Madame Vasquez smiled, "Now, let's find out if Karry is still online. What app was it that you guys met? Come on spill!"

I wanted to bang my head on the table. This is frustrating?!?!?! I don't wanna talk about Karry or me anymore. It hurts. It hurts too much. She has seen my face only for 5 minutes. I did it once. Just once so she could see me, yet I never saw her. I don't know if she remembers my face but if she did then she could find me. She could, out of all the people in the world, she could find me. I knew she could if she tried. Only if she did and really want to. That was the only way.

"Ok, so an app you write on and publish books and you can text on there too. . .hmm. How bout we ask the assistance of Google?" Madame Vasquez smirked evily.

I furrowed my brow at her, "You wouldn't dare."

She grinned, "Try me."

We looked at the computer. I raced towards it and tried to log out but Madame Vasquez was already a step ahead. She used Cortana. Google wasn't really my friend today. The apps appeared pixelized as a picture on the screen. Guess which came up first. . .wattpad. Madame Vasquez began her questioning again.

"Hmm. . .wattpad. Does that sound familiar? " Madame Vasquez said burrowing a brow at me.

I scoffed, "No. It most certainly does not. Wattpad. I've never heard of such a thing."

Madame Vasquez furrowed her brow, "Really?"

I hmmed in response. Madame Vasquez only crossed her arms in frustration.

"You are impossible to get answers from, you know that right?" Madame Vasquez said flustered.

I smirked, "Yes. Yes I am."

Madame Vasquez rolled her eyes, "If you don't want me to find out so badly, then why don't you want to talk to her? What happened? Can't your relationship be fixed?"

I groaned, "Because. I ruined it?!?!? I was afraid she would leave me. I felt as if I never found a reason for her to be with me or to help me then she wouldn't love me anymore. I would just be forgotten. Thats my fear. Being lonely and forgotten. Kay gave me a purpose, to be a friend and a dear sister, when I decided that I couldn't put her through it. Through all the nightmares of being lonely and forgotten and dying, she would get me through. I wasn't the same person anymore which is probably why you noticed a little difference. . ."

She furrowed her brow at me, "Little difference? "

I looked at her, "Mhm."

I rolled my eyes, "I just need a break. I just need a breather. This is just. . this is just too much.. . "

I got up an walked out the door leaving Madame Vasquez with her mouth open. It's all too much. Too much to take and too much to handle.

Karry's P.O.V.

Thomas and I were having a great time. After I had my bacon, egg, and cheese bagel Thomas decided to show me around. He took me to a garden and then we ended up going to a movie. It was amazing! Thomas was really funny and he made me smile. That reminds me of someone. I wonder if I should. . .I quickly got online and sent a quick message.

Skye! We made it! You told me I could and we made it, together. I wish you were online, I know you'd be proud of me, but I would really want to see you again. I do. You know it. Anyway I met this boy, his name is Thomas and I think I really like him. Thanks for everything Skye. Night.

I sent it and the joined Thomas again. This time Thomas had something in his hands. I gasped when he held them out.

"Thomas. Are those for me?" I said looking at the roses he held tightly in his hand.

Thomas' cheeks flushed to a red color making me smile. He handed them to me as I smelled them. I smiled. Thomas only pushed his glasses up. I gave him a smirk.

"What?" Thomas asked as he tried not looking directly at my eyes.

That's the thing, Thomas has these eyes. These wonderful eyes. They have a twist of green with a hint of red and marvelous brown. They make me melt. They are so wonderful whenever he shows emotion. When he smiled they smile right at you. I looked at the flowers and then at his cheeks.

"Thomas, your cheeks. They are red, like these roses. Are you ok?" I asked as Thomas' cheeks got even redder.

"T-they are!?!?!" Thomas shuttered, his hands quickly covering his face.

"Oh Thomas, come here." I said.

I put Thomas' hands down. Eventually he stuffed them in his pockets. I brushed his cheek with my warmish hand. Thomas only smiled really big. I couldn't stay serious.

"Karry. K-Karry, what a-are you d-doing?" Thomas shuttered.

I kissed his cheek, making Thomas shut his shuttering. I backed away, I didn't want to get ahead of myself. He was sweet, charming, smart, and he loves Batman! We found that our love for comics became one thing we could never not discuss about. Thomas seemed to just read my mind, it baffled me. Thomas told me a little about himself. I loved his middle name. It fit him perfectly, like a charm!

"Thomas Henry Olsen, you've been very sweet. Thank you for the movie and for everything else. You showed me New York at its finest. The cherry blossoms were amazing and these flowers. . .they were just perfect. How did you know these were my favorite? " I said.

Thomas cheekily replied, "Roses make me think of how soft their petals are and how delicate yet beautiful a simple flower can be. It sorta-"

Thomas halted, his face without emotion. I looked at him as he just blinked. Is he ok? Is he ok?

"Thomas are you alright?" I asked as his face went pale.

Thomas gulped, "It reminds me of how a single flower can catch your eye. Its living and it blossoms every year more beautiful than the last. It reminds me of how when you meet the person that changes your world and turns it upside down. A simple living flower can and so can you. Karry when I saw these, it reminded me of you. Please don't take it the wrong way. I know we just met and maybe we could be friends and see how it plays out."

I only blinked. Thomas immediately began checking my face and waving his hand in front of it. I couldn't believe it,  he was asking my permission to be my friend. Thomas only snapped his fingers.

"Karry. Karry." Thomas said.

I hmmed in response as Thomas calmed down.

"You had me worried. I thought you were going to not want to be my friend." Thomas said looking at his feet.

I gave him a hopeful smile, "Thomas."

He immediately locked eyes with mine. Hazel to deep brown. I tried containing myself from not blushing. I tried to stayed focus. I held his hand. I felt our fingers intertwine, that was Thomas. I had only held it, but it felt so much better when he intertwined his fingers with mine. Uh oh. Day 1 in New York and I'm falling. Am I that easy?

"Thomas, I'd love to be your friend. Karry Edwards, writer." I said smiling like an idiot.

Thomas smiled really big, his face the best face of happiness I've ever seen.

"Thomas Olsen, cashier at Café 89. Nice to meet you." He shook my hand and I blushed.

Thomas seemed to notice. He took a rose from the bouquet he had bought without me noticing. He broke the stem off leaving me confused. He then tucked a strand of loose hair behind my hair giving me butterflies. He then set the rose bud that was in full bloom behind my ear. Thomas only smiled.

"I- you look pretty." Thomas uttered, halting before he realized what he said.

I giggled and smiled.

"Thank you." I said as Thomas imitated my smile.

I looked at the clock on my phone. I gasped, 9:45! Its almost 10. Time does fly when you're having fun. Thomas immediately gave me a worried look which I adored.

"Thomas, its almost 10. I better get going." I said.

Thomas nodded, "Yeah, but I'll drop you off. New York isn't as safe in the dark. Just to be sure."

Thomas did as he said, there was really no stopping him. It was kinda cute. As I made it to my hotel Thomas decided to take all the way to my doorstep, number 43. As we stood in front of the door, we both stood there. The atmosphere awkward. It was quiet until I broke the silence.

"I had a great time." I said.

Thomas replied, "So did I."

We looked at each other and then looked away. I wanted to kiss him but I knew I shouldn't. I had morals but Thomas was so worth it.  He I took out my card and began to prepare myself for a very painful goodbye. I didn't want to, but it was very late.

"Karry. We should do this again. I really enjoyed hanging around with you. I don't work on Thursday. Maybe we could meet again-er that's if you want to. You don't er- have to, maybe we could just go out for dinner and then maybe hang out or somethin-" I put my finger on his lips shushing him.

"Sure Thomas. Just call me. " I said casually without freaking out.

Thomas all too eagerly put in his number without even thinking it. He was anxious wasn't he. I chuckled at how fast he took my phone, gingerly and then gave it back to me. We briefly touched hands. Thomas only looked away embarrassed.

"Ok, then I will text you. See you Karry. " Thomas said as I began sliding the card in the car slot before I felt soft lips touch my cheek. It was Thomas.

"Night Karry." Thomas said as he rushed out.

 My eyes widened as Thomas was gone before I could say anything.

I only blushed and mumbled, " Good Night Thomas."

A smile plastered on my face and it wasn't going to disappear. I was exhausted, but my exhaustion wasn't as relevant when I was around Thomas. It was so relieving and refreshing. I was tired and my eyes began getting heavy. As I made it to my bed, it took one minute for my eyes to close and from there it was peaceful sleep and dreams. Sweet dreams. . .Night Skye. . .wherever you are.