"That'll be $4.50", says the Starbucks barista.
"Oh no, I forgot my wallet, I'll be just a minute", I reply. I go to Simon, my best friend, and of course he's more then happy to lend me the money.
"Here you are", I say as I hand the money to the barista.
"Your drink has been paid for, looks like you got yourself a secret admirer," The barista has a smile on his face when pointing to this "admirer" of mine. Omg, it's him! The gorgeous blond guy who I don't even know, but has been like some guardian angel to me. I go back to Simon and hand him back his money.
"You'll never believe what happened. He paid for my drink!" I tell Simon.
"Oh, you mean the imaginary blond dude you keep talking about." He replies.
Oh please, he's not imaginary, even the barista saw him," I tell Simon.
"Alrighty then." He has a look saying that I'm crazy. But I'm not. I'm not lying. I have seen this guy following me around. I was on a walk, when I just about drop my brand-new iPhone 6s, and he comes, catches it, hands it to me with a smile, and disappears. I need to figure out who this dude is.
I go back up wo the barista, "Excuse me, is that boy who got me my drink still here?" I ask him.
"Uh-huh," He replies, nudging his head to the corner of the small café, and there he is.
"Hey, thanks for buying me my drink, I really appreciate it," I tell him.
"Oh ya, no problem, it's what I do." He replies.
"So, you do this for every girl you see, then?" I ask.
"Nope, only you" he tells me.
"But why, why am I So special?" I ask him.
"Because you can see me."
