Hey guys! After four attempts of writing this chapter in completely different ways, I finally wrote one which I'm happy with! Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 2: Door

"Mum, I'm home!" I shouted from the bottom of the stairs. "Mum?

" Is she serious? I go out in the freezing cold and risk spending the night in a department store, and I don't even get a hello? I frowned and began to put the shopping away, knocking some paper off the table.

'Are you all set for university?' the big bold print read. "No, are you actually shitting me?" I replied.

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I think I just talked to a leaflet. I must be more ill than I first thought. First signposts, now this. What next, my car? I think this is the reason other people choose to have friends. I mean, I have friends, but I don't see them out of college time. I have too much work to be getting on with, like sitting on YouTube 'til 4am looking at funny cat videos. And going off to bloody ASDA since I've recently been employed as slave.

"Maya, can I have my purse and card back please?" My mum asked as she entered the kitchen.

"Sure, two secs" I replied, dumping the rest of the shopping on the bench. I reached into my bag.

Oh shit.

Oh God.

I'm dead.

"Muuummmmm, you know how people kind of… make mistakes from time to time?"

Her face turned sour. "And why would this be relevant now?"

"I think I've… lost your purse. And your card." I planned on stopping there but felt like I could make the situation better. "You see, it's not all bad, I can easily just go-"

I was interrupted by a knock at the door. "You better get that, you owe me, big time! And don't forget to lock it behind you, will you? You seem to have a habit for forgetting things." She remarked as she walked up the stairs. I sighed and shuffled over to the door.

"Oh great, now I've lost the fricking key!" I mumbled to myself. "Just a minute!" I shouted, hoping the person standing outside would hear me. "I just need to find the key!"

After several minutes of kerfuffoling about and finding the key already placed in the door, I swung the door open.

Second heart attack of the day.

So, you remember that boy with the sweepy hair and dark eyes that looked down on me in ASDA? The tanned, tall and overly sarcastic… well anyway, he was standing at my door.

"Hi…" I greeted him. I really had no clue what to say, what he was doing here, and how the heck he found my house.

"…Um…hey" he answered. "You left this at the checkout. No one else wanted to return it, so I've saved you the bother of going back to the store. Everything's still there, count it, I haven't taken any."

"So how did you get my address might I ask?" I was trying to sound as polite as possible yet everything I said sounded like an accusation. He took out a crumpled piece of paper from one of the sleeves in the purse.

"If found, please return to Julie Evans, Harver House…" I interrupted him.

"Ohhh, I didn't realise that was in there. Thank you!" I took the purse off him and chucked it on the sofa.

"Ha... it's fine, any decent person would have" he smiled "nice to see you again anyway Julie."

"Ohh, I'm not Julie! That's my mum. I'm Maya." I reached out to shake his hand.

He stood there awkwardly looking at me for a moment before taking my hand in his. "I'm Dan."

I smiled and let go of him. "I like your belt by the way."

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What the frig did I just say?! I like your fricking belt?! Of all places to compliment, I do so just above his crotch area. That's it, I may as well shut the door right now. So that's what I did.

"Look I'm sorry, I gotta go." And so I shut the door.

"Hey, wait!" He said, holding the outer edge of the door open and peeking his head through, "Thankyou for the compliment, even if it was a little quirky… I appreciate it."

…Did he just thank me? Wow, he's either really nice, or part of the weird club. Or both.

I laughed nervously. "No problem."

"So what are you so busy with that you need to leave mid conversation?" he joked.

"Well, I, have to…. Tidy my room. I'm really sorry. Thank you so much for dropping the purse off though, you saved me so much trouble!" I stopped smiling; my jaw began to hurt.

"Oh," he looked disappointed. "Enjoy" he said, walking back down the path.

"Hold on" He said, rushing back. "What you doing on Saturday?"

I'm free. Free. So free. Especially for the Dan standing at my door.

"Errrm, I don't think I'm too busy, let me just check my schedule, two seconds." I proceeded to look through the calendar on my phone, acting busy. "Yeah, I have nothing that interesting planned, probably just Tumblr and YouTube."

"Great, I'll see you on Saturday then. Starbucks?"

"Sure, sounds great, I'll see you at noon." I just bagged a date. Flipping hell.

He smiled, replying "great!" before leaving for the second time. "Oh, and this is for you." He proceeded to hand me a cheese string.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Either way, I'm seeing him on Saturday, so I have plenty of time to decide before then.

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