Delirious POV

I wake up with the suns light shining through my window. I rubs my eyes and sit up, i start stretching.

Look who finally woke up, get up you lazy fuck. My voice says in a deep voice. "Leave me alone..." Nope get up. I swing my legs over to the side of my bed and yawned. I stood up and started stretching again. I walk over to my dresser and start picking out clothes. I put on a plain white shirt and some back pants. I walk over to the kitchen and grabs some cereal, after putting it in a bowl I greb a spoon and dip it in the cereal and start munching it.

~time skip~

I walk inside and see a bunch of people standing in line, doing things on laptops, and talking to other people. I gulp as I step in line.

Your such a white girl, really starbucks? 'Yes its i like getting drinks here.' I told the voice in my head. Whatever, hey white girl with the mask on you forgot your purse in your truck, oh and i like your makeup what are you for Halloween? Oh i see a clown well isn't that ni- I interrupt my rude voice. 'Just shut up ok, i just want a coffee like everyone else here. Its already bad that i have no friends, but i have to deal with you.' I start hear my voice talking but i ignore it. I realise that all that arguing with delirious transported me to the front of the line. "Hello, welcome to starbucks may i take your order?" The cashier says in a happy, pleasant voice. "Umm, i'd like a white mocha please." I ask. "Yes, ok that will be (insert AWESOME number here)." The cashier says. "Umm, excuse me but can i pay for that?" A man from behind me says. I turn around to see a man in a red sweater, he had black spiked hair, he looked handsome. Oh no don't fall for yet another guy, do you remember that he broke your heart. 'and thats why you are here.' And why he is not here anymore. I snap back into reality. I see the man paying for my drink and he walks away. I follow him. "Hey you didn't have to do that back there you know i can just pay for myself." "I know but i just wanted to help you out." He said smiling. "Whats your name?" The man asked me. "Oh umm its Jonathan or Jon or Johnny or delious whatever you want to call me." I rubbed the back of my neck. "Three drinks for Evan." The cashier said. The man that I was talking to jogged over there and grabbed the drinks. "Here you go Jonathan." He says handing me the drink. "So Evan right?" "Yup it was nice meeting you but i have to go get this drink to my girlfriend." He put a smile on his face. "Oh and here is my phone number just incase you want to hang out with me or my friends" Evan said handing me a piece of paper that says 555-420-420. I put on a fake smile as he left. I also walked to my car shortly after. I start getting mad and I tried my hardest to not let my tears come out of my eyes. 'Why does he have a girlfriend why? Well a man that handsome of course he would.' No one will ever love you Jon, understand that? Do you understand yet? 'JUST SHUT UP JUST GO THE FUCK AWAY, well at least i made some friends.' *cough* that won't ever love you *cough*. 'Your making me angry delirious, stop.' Thats my job white girl. I pullout of the driveway and start driving home.