I had just moved into my apartment in Seattle. I already liked it here. It was a grey rainy day and I was completely at peace. I moved here mostly for the weather. I grew up in Alabama, where the sun was always beating down on your back. But then one day you would wake up and it'd be overcast and I would just smile. I absolutely loved the rain, it's calming drum on the rooftops, it's clean cut smell, the ranging greys it made the sky, and the possibility of an arching rainbow high in the sky. It was absolutely beautiful. While sun was just bothersome and bright.

I sat down on my purple sofa and opened my laptop. My fingers typed 'Youtube' into the search bar and soon enough, I reached my destination. I typed in one of my favorite YouTuber's channel; TouchTheSkyFilms. I was watching one of his videos when a frown formed on my lips. He really only liked girls with blue hair, didn't he? I wasn't fooling anyone when I got to excited to move to Seattle. I shared my city with a YouTuber I had tried to meet for AGES. Well in hindsight I knew I'd probably not meet him. But it still hurt my self confidence to know he'd never like me, for something as stupid as my hair color. I twiddled with a long golden lock and picked up a blue marker and scribbled the ink on it. I quickly stopped, embarrassed of my stupid actions and put the marker down. I closed off my laptop, feeling disheartened and walked to my kitchen. My stomach rumbled and I realized I failed to purchase food. "You are an idiot Rose," I mumbled to myself. I grabbed my keys, phone, and purse and headed out the door. I eased the hood of my black hoodie over my head and ran to my car. I shivered and shook as I started the ignition. My unpolished fingernails gently clattered against the hard surface of the steering wheel as I drove through the scenery. I much much to cold and damp to pay attention to the beauty of the city as I searched for a Walmart. Soon the very welcomed blue light appeared and I gratefully turned into the parking lot. I once again ran inside, shaking off the rain that had beaded in my hair. I grabbed a cart and quickly turned it into an aisle. I wanted to return to the comforts of my apartment so I quickly grabbed some Lean Cuisine frozen meals, a few frozen pizzas, some cereal, milk, ice cream, fruit, Salami, bread, chips, cookies, peanut butter, jelly, cheese, and butter. This seemed like enough for a week or so with a huge supply of soda. I was walking down an aisle when I got the sudden urge to jump on the cart and ride it. I hopped on and was riding down the seemingly empty aisle when all of a sudden, two guys around my age appeared.

"LOOK OUT!" I yelled as I tried to stop the cart. Even though my weight was gone, the cart flew forward. I put my hands over my eyes and winced when I heard a crash. God, my first day in Seattle and I ran someone over with a shopping cart. Good going Rose. I rushed over to the guys with shame all over my face.

"I'm so sorry! Are you okay? I was being stupid and was riding it like a three year old. Oh my gosh, I'm an idiot. Can I help with anything-" I blindly talked on.

"OH MY GOSH THAT WAS THE FUNNIEST THING EVER!" The one who had not been hit yelled and doubled over laughing. I started to laugh nervously. "Dude get up. Aw I wish I had got this on camera!" The safe one said as he lifted the cart off his friend. " I'm Damon by the way," he said as he held out his hand. "And you, the wonderful girl who hit my friend with a cart, your name is..." He trailed off expectantly.

"I- I- I well it's um. Rose. My name is Rose." I stuttered out shyly.

"Awesome!" Damon said as he shook his hair to the side. Damon was kind of cute in a way. He looked so familiar... But no. They couldn't be the same person. "This is my friend Christian, the one you hit with the cart."

"Thanks for the reminder," I grimaced. " Hi," I waved. Christian waved but kept his eyes to the floor.

"Don't worry Rose. He just gets really nervous in front of pretty girls." Damon said with a laugh. It took me a while to catch the compliment, but when it hit me, my cheeks turned a rosy red. I wasn't sure what to say so I just laughed.

"So, um, Christian, are you okay? That cart hit you pretty hard..." I said awkwardly as I played with the end of my sleeve.

"I'm fine." Christian said softly, taking me by surprise. I looked up to see his perfect hair. It's luscious black strands swooped across his face perfectly. Everything about him looked perfect. I became self conscious of myself and wrapped my arms around my stomach. A light bulb seemed to switch on in my head. Surely he couldn't be Christian Novelli? No, he was much to shy. And plus, my hair wasn't blue, I was t skinny, and I was wearing a hoodie. He couldn't be Christian because apparently he thought I was cute.

"Well I'm glad you are okay. It was nice meeting you two. I've got to be going. Sorry again about the cart." I waved good bye at both of them and scurried towards check out. After paying, I ran through the pouring rain to my car with bags on my arms. I shook my wet hair from my face and drove home. My teeth chattering to the beat of the rain on my windshield.

I prepared myself a frozen pizza and watched TV for three hours. The last three episodes from America's Next Top Model were on and I just had to watch. It was my secret girly pleasure. Soon it was over and I looked at the clock. 12:30. Ouch. I had to wake up early to start my job at the local coffee shop. I took a quick shower and hopped into bed. I did my routine video check: I got on youtube and saw if any of my favorite YouTubers had posted anything. DeeFizzy had just posted a video, oddly enough. It was called 'Seattle Adventures FEAT. Christian Novelli' . It all started pretty normal.

"HEY GUYS! So guess where I am?" Damon said excitedly.

"It says it in the title," Christian started.

"WHAT THE TITS CHRISTIAN! Now they can't guess." Damon said, pretending to be angry. They both laughed. The video continued on, recapping the day's events because Damon's vlogging camera broke.

"Okay, PEACESKIES!WAIT I ALMOST FORGOT! CHRISTIAN TELL THEM WHAT HAPPENED!"

"Nooooooo," Christian groaned.

"CHRISTIAN GOT HIT BY A SHOPPING CART!" Damon yelled through fits of laughter. I started laughing to, as I saw Christian's embarrassed face. But then I noticed they both had the same names as the guys at the Walmart. They both were in Seattle. They both were wearing the same clothes as the guys at Walmart. And what were the chances that there were two shopping cart accidents. I paused the video and my breathing was heavy. I had met Christian Novelli. I had met Damon Fizzy. They told me I was pretty. Oh. My. Gosh. I just had to meet them again.