Chapter 1

Jack was sitting in a cafe near his art college scribbling in his sketchbook groaning. He was sitting with his best friend Crutchie and he was way too
invested in the bagel he was chowing down he didn't notice Jack groaning. "Crutchie, can you be a little bit I don't know less invested in your food and give me some advice?" He eyed up his shorter friend who had cream cheese all over the side of his face. His hair was messy as usual at this time of day
considering he just rolled out of bed at the mention of food. Jack leaned over the table and took a napkin and wiped the cream cheese off of his face. "If I didn't take care of you kid who knows where you'd be without me." Jack grinned and sat back down in his chair and leaned back balancing himself against
the wall. Crutchie made a face and wiped at his face himself. "Thank ya Jack. But I can take care of myself you know." Jack rolled his eyes sarcastically
and was rocking on his chair. "Sure you can Crutch."

Crutchie let out a yawn and helped himself to his coffee and focused on the bagel crumbs on the table in front of them zoning out. "So what is up with the all the groaning and moaning? No motivation for your art piece that's due?" Jack tipped his hat he always wore in front of his eyes to make it look like he was sleeping. "Man, I can't draw one single thing. I guess I have lost my inspiration. I need a muse or something." Crutchie looked up and crunched up a napkin into a ball and threw it at Jack. This made Jack toss his hat on the table giving his full attention to his friend. "Jackie come on. You'll find inspiration somewhere. Is that why you tend to come to this cafe so much? Thinking that inspiration will waltz through the front door? Who knows it might just happen!" Crutchie threw Jack a lopsided smile and went back to chomping down on his bagel. Just as Crutchie said that the bell rung on the door. Jack turned his attention to the door and felt his pulse quicken at the person that just walked through the door. He was tall and had dark brown hair and was dressed very well. He looked around the age of himself and Crutchie. So by deduction, he figured that he either went to school with him or he had a job in the area. But why was he dressed so well for someone his age? Either way Jacks gaze followed the mysterious stranger as he took out his earbuds and stuffed them in his satchel and headed towards the cafe counter to order something.

"Jack? Jack! Are you even listening to me?" Jack was still leaning back on his chair rocking and once he heard Crutchies voice he fell backwards and tumbled off of his chair with his sketchbook falling down with him along with all of his pencils with him thudding on the floor below him. Making a scene around him. Trying to act cool he stood up quickly and fixed his clothes and wiped off 'dirt' from his clothing. "I'm okay. I am all good." Crutchie started cackling loudly and was shaking with laughter. "Jack! I haven't seen you do that since you were smittened with Katherine! This is great. I wish I could have recorded this comedy gold!" Blushing Jack bent down and started to collect his art supplies when a hand touched his. Looking up Jack made eye contact with the stranger that walked in the cafe. His eyes were like melted chocolate with specs of a honey color. 'Woah his eyes are gorgeous.' He thought to himself then realized he was staring for too long and looked back down at the pencils on the ground and started to collect them. "Uh, hi there. Sorry to have made a scene." The stranger was holding some of Jacks previous drawings from the past month and was skimming through them and held them out to Jack. "You're very talented uh?" Jack stared up at the stranger quickly and stuttered out his name. "Kelly! Jack! I mean my name is Jack Kelly." Laughing the stranger helped Jack pick up the rest of his supplies while his friend Crutchie was watching every single movement of the two. Oh was he going to harass Jack about this.

Smirking into his coffee he continued to watch the scene play before him. Taking the supplies Jack stood up and held out his free hand to the handsome stranger in front of him. "And may I ask who the kind stranger is?" "David. My names David." David took Jacks hand happily and stood up with him. They were roughly the same height as well while standing next to each other. Well David was a bit taller than Jack but he didn't mind it one bit. "Hm, you look more like a Davey to me" Jack smiled at Davey and set his supplies back down on the table. David fixed his tie nervously and smiled back at him. "Okay, I'll take that nickname If you perhaps give me your cell phone number? That is if you're not spoken for?" He gestured at Crutchie. Crutchie grabbed his crutch and stood up and nearly spilled his coffee and spoke up. "He is definitely not spoken for!" Jack whipped around and gave his best friend the 'I'm going to kick your ass later face' Then turned around towards Davey again and grabbed a napkin off of the table and scribbled his phone number on it and handed it to him. "I- uh here you are Davey." Lightly grabbing the napkin out of Jack's hand he looked towards the person that he was sitting with and gave him a wink that meant thank you. "Why thank you Jack. I hope to keep in touch." Pulling a business card out of his satchel he handed it to Jack. "I have to run now but let's chat later okay?"

Frozen in the moment all Jack could do was nod as Davey left the cafe with a coffee in hand. Sitting down Jack let out a loud sigh. "Crutch, I am going to kill you later for that." Moving towards Jack he let his hand rest on his shoulder. "No you won't. Trust me." Jack swatted at his hand on his shoulder. "What are you getting me into Crutchie?" "Oh nothing, just helping the metaphorical gears start to turn." Jack looked down at the business card in a shocked manner. "He is a teacher. An english professor. At our school!." Jack started to panic and stood up and shook Crutchie. "He is our age right? How is he a professor? Is he like gifted? How could someone be a teacher at our age?! Oh my god are you getting me involved with someone who is a teacher?" Jack started panicking and Crutchie hit him gently. "Hey now, calm down and lower your voice. People are here too you know." Jack looked around and grabbed Crutchies hand and pulled him out of the cafe they had to talk about this back at home.