A/N Hello! Thank you so much for all the readers and reviews! It means a lot that you like my writing 3 Now: Will Maddy ever find out who the Boys are?

Chapter 5

Starbucks and Jobs

The next morning I grab the phone, tapping though my contacts looking for Tara's number – finally I find it . What am I supposed to say? Hi, I have a suspicion about my new neighbour, he may be the man off your dreams? No. I will just swerve around the subject then dive in like an eagle – over coffee or something. Yes, that'll work.

After a few rings she picks up – great her number still works!

"Hello?"

"Hi, It's Maddy, Um, from college? Like 3 years ago, at Northbrook?"

"Oh yes, you were in my Art class!" She blurters out, with an enthusiastic edge to her voice.

"Yes! Hello! Right, so I'm back in London again, are you?"

"Oh yes in the tall flat block near kinds cross actually!" Gosh she talks quickly-

I chuckle "Good, good- Fancy meeting up soon? Like at starbucks near yours?"

"Sure thing! What time?"

"Say 1pm today? Too soon or?"

"No that's fine Maddy – llisten I have to go, but I'll meet you there!""
"Thanks! See you soon!" And with that I hang up. The conversation seemed really rushed, she always did talk ten to the dozen!

I assume the internet position for most of the morning, buzzing to find out who Dan really is! It is a Sunday, so I doubt anyone but me would be at home working, but I go on the Job finder website to call about a new Job. My first Job .

I scroll thourgh dozens of listings, juggeling Tumblr, Twitter and My Facebook on the other Tabs, after I search 'Graphics Art Major' under qualifications. I notice few good paying jobs, but they are on the otherside of the cuty or out of town. So I carry on searching.

After about a half hour of mindless scrolling, I spot a great oppertunity.

'BBC RADIO ADVERTISMENT. ART NEEDED.'

I click the add, curious.

'Graphics artwork wanted to advertise new visual radio show.'

I haven't the foggiest idea what a visual radio show is, but I can't let this chance pass me by, so I contact the advertiser. I hesitently bite my lip as the Phone rings at their end. My first Job interview!

They pick up. I explain I am interested, and mention I will send them some of my work and resme, the nice man at the end of the line agress and sounds delighted they have interest, and asks me to drop them off myslef at 6pm today instead. In the spur of the moment I agre, then hang up – my heart racing and eyes wide.

What. Have. I. Done?!

I jump up, frantically collecting some examples of my work, - then sit back down to print off my reseme, As I do this I stuble on a though, Wait – people don't just had out Job interviews like this! It takes months!

This isn't the Sims where you just click employ!

I am slightly confused, but reassure myself that they might just be desperate for employees or something. He did sound slightly too delighted.

I push the thought aside as I collect my reseme from the piner, and find a plastic wallet for it. As I do this I glance at the clock. 12:35. Oh shit. Tara! I'm really bad at keeping track of time! In a flurry I grab the essentials of facing London in Public, and run out the door, my hair still curly from drying from my shower.

I feel my chest tightning, in the rush of the morning Reseme situation and this almost disaster – I have practically exhausted myself.

Jogging to the tube past all kinds of people, weirdos, tumblr-wannabe-hipstersand businessmen, I swipe my card and rush onto the train. Juggin up and down like a 2 year old.

After ten minutes of crowded – bubble – invading, sarine like travelling, I reach the right station. 12:55. I bet she's already there! But no. I was wrong. I step into starbucks after a sprint, my hair flying over me shoulders mostly into people walking by- and sit in a two table and armchair spot, with a black half wall next to me.

I wait 7 minues, checking my phone now and again so I don't look like a stalker or lonely person as I sip my coffee. Then out ofthe blue Tara stands in front of the table. Llama hate and all, she looks as me with big blue eyes. What is it with Llamas? Honestly I admit they are the best, mostly magical – more than unicorns – creature alive but still? Why the sudden obbsession?

"Hey" I say, feels weird talking to someone I haven't achknowledge in years in such a friendly tone.

"Hi there!" First thing I notice – very bouncy. Her, not her long wavy hair.

"Please, sit!" I say smiling at her. She doesn't exactly respond to me, instead practically screams;

"OH MY GOSH. IT'S. IT'S. IT'S.."

"WHAT?!" I half shout slightly alarmed by the sudden extatic 21 year old in front of me, acting like a little child with a lolly pop.

"THE CHAIR! EEEEEK!" She literally runs over to my chiar adn stutters- no blubbers- "Dan's video – he's sat – here-!"

I don't know what confuses me more. Is it the same Dan? What's this about videos? And is she seriously Fangirling over a chair?!

"I'm sorry what?!" I stand up nearly spilling my coffee all over myself, and watch her fanigrl over a chair I was sitting on.

"The Chair! I recognize it! I never knew it was HERE! He's sat here! Right here oh my fucking God!" I'm so startled by her reaction I suddenly have so many more questions – but instead I just usher her to sit down. What a lovely fist meeting.

Once she sits down she is still shaking and wheezes "And Phil say here!" I am so overwhelmed by what is happening I puff,

"Girl calm down, talk slowly. Are you sure you mean-"

"Yes!" She shouts extatically.

"Right ok, well then- um" It only just clicks. She said Dan and Phil. I am almost certain. The Llama. Fangirling. Videos. Are they Famous?! I intend to ask all these questions but Tara is sitting accross from me and doesn't stop babbling on about 'how silly she was for not noticing this spot when she lives so close to it'. I just nod and sip my coffee, unable to get a word in edgeways.

After roughly 10 minutes of this sh looks at her buzzing phone, then her large eyes flick up to mine and once again she babbles "Oh shit! I have to go!"

"What? Of course but-"

"I'm sorry Maddy – we should talk again soon! I still can't believe it!" She interuppts me, I sit looking bewildered, twiddeling the empty coffee cup in my fingers as she jumps up, corrects her Llama hat and hurridly walks out of Starbucks. Her eyes still squinting with joy as she mutters to herself, I can't but wonder if I was like that back in college.

Obviously because I couldn't actually talk to her properly I quickly swipe my phone out and find her number – and punch in a text message:

'Hey – tell me exactly who Dan and Phil are, and WHAT THEY DO. Thanks, Maddy xx'

If she doesn't want to tell me in person- or physically can't, at she can at least reply to one text! I have no idea what just happened in terms of her obbessive behaviour – but it has certainly raised more questions to me than answered them, I ponder over the possibilities while I sip my coffee in the 'scared' chair – and I am left with the same question. Are. Dan and Phil. Famous?

I slip my phone into my pocket and chuck the cup into the bin on my way out. As any person on the walk back to the tube I take my phone out as to not look like a completely lonley Londoner, and waiting for me are 4 missed calls, and 2 texts.

Alarmed if soemting bad has happened I open my phone and flick through the missed calls, all from a Man called Alistair Parrington – I recognize the name as a BBC Radio 1 producer, from my coursework. And then I remember – oh shit my interview! I scroll though his texts and he is asking me 'If I can do the interview any earlier, say 3?'.

Today's absolute shocks are topped off with this, I hurriedly text back –

'Sure thing – be there soon. Thanks a lot'

xxxx

I get home in under 15 minutes, and glance at the time – oh god why is everything happening so quickly today?! I have under a half hour to get to the studio for my job interview. Grabbing my résumé and various works, I run around the flat nearly knocking random objects over around the place – then rush back out of the door for my first ever interview.

A/N I'm sorry if this was a bit of a filler chapter- i wrote it a few weeks ago, I have written the next few chapters actually, I just need to find the time to type them up! Thank you so much, please follow/ whatever you feel you would like to do, and review, I treasure constructive critisims! :) x