Chapter 3

Dan fled the room, leaving me standing in the middle of his front room, shivering and drenched. I wrapped my arms around my middle,trying to both warm myself and hide myself from my Youtube idol. I looked everywhere but at him for fear of staring.

"Uh, hi." Phil started, waving awkwardly at me.

"Hi," I said nervously. I did not do confrontation well. It'd been a miracle that I'd even hit it off with Dan. There was no way I'd be able to get through this conversation with the dork sitting awkwardly on the couch.

"I'm Phil."

"Lucy."

"So Dan said."

It grew silent again, and my eyes found the floor again. The silence was almost unbearable, but I had no idea how to break it without making a fool of myself.

"It'll probably help if you changed into dry clothes," Phil stated, gesturing at my soaked clothing. "You can use the bathroom down the hall if you want."

I unzipped my suitcase, pulling out some dry clothes and heading down the hall to the bathroom. Shutting the bathroom door, I sighed. Why can't I just talk to people? I could do it with Dan. But Dan wasn't Phil, the boy I'd fantasized over for his whole six years of vlogging. And somehow, I was reacting exactly like the opposite of a fangirl. Could I be anymore introverted? I punched my dry pile of clothes in frustration, then replaced my saturated set with the previously stated pile. Looking into the mirror, I attempted to pull my hair back into a less messy ponytail. I then returned to the front room, stuffing my wet clothes in my carry-on bag.

"Better?"

I nodded.

Phil smiled dorkily. "Oh! Hey! That's my shirt!" He pointed a finger at the AmazingPhil shirt I was wearing. "Cool! So, you watch me?"

I nodded.

"Awesome! Sometimes, I can't believe that anyone watches my insane life. I'm assuming you like my videos then?"

I nodded. After all, I'd favorited every single last one of them.

He beamed brightly. "I feel so honored to have someone who enjoys my videos in my flat."

I looked down at the ground.

"You don't talk much, do you?"

I didn't feel like explaining my social awkwardness for fear of sounding even more awkward by doing so, so I shook my head no.

"It's okay. I'm really shy, too. I absolutely hate confrontation."

I looked up at him, fixating my eyes on his. Those light blue eyes. Lord help me.

He leaned closer to my face, scrunching up his own in a thinking manner. "Your eyes are really cool. I hope that's not creepy."

I laughed at this.

"Aha!" He pointed at me, smiling triumphantly. "A laugh! I win! Cake for all!"

A bright, video gamey sound emitted from the television, and I turned to it. I hadn't played Mario Kart in ages, and I longed to play it.

I guess he saw the way I looked at, because he offered, "Do you want to race me?"

I turned to him smiling and grabbing a controller. I selected my signature Princess Peach and he picked Luigi. We agreed on the frozen ice track and began our race.

I left that poor boy in the dust. He demanded rematch after rematch, and I triumphed again and again. After my eighth win, he finally accepted defeat for the moment.

"How do you even do that purple-haired girl?"

I touched my hair subconsciously, realizing he probably totally thought my hair was freaky. I frowned and shrugged.

"Well, I don't think it's quite fair."

I smiled at him, attempting to look innocent, but probably looking like a wet puppy.

Looking at me more intently, he asked, "Who are you, purple-haired girl?"

I just smiled and shrugged.

Dan re-entered the room. "Hey Lucy. Phil treating you right?"

"Mhm. I guess," I said teasingly.

"Well, I've called the landlord, and your flat is now unlocked, so if you'd like to get settled in..."

"Okay. Thank you." I smiled, grateful for the sweet gesture. I grabbed my suitcase and carry-on, making my way out the door.

"Wait...what about a rematch?" Phil asked.

I looked over my shoulder at him, smiling.

"What? You'll talk to Dan and not me? Not fair!" I walked out the door without answering him. By this time, I was comfortable to have a regular conversation with him, but toying with him was priceless.

Why not act a little mysterious and have some fun?

I hear guys like that.

A/N: Short chapter! I apologize for that. But Lucy...how evil! Haha. Tell me whatcha thought in that convenient little box below. (: