All Chapters of Not Exactly Love Is Exactly Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

It was a long time before I finally had enough courage to come here. I sat quietly on the floor and examined the two tombstones. The weather was wonderful, the sun was shining and not a single cloud could be seen in the blue sky. You'd think it was a perfect summer day, but it wasn't.  “Mom, Dad. I have something to announce. I'm moving to New York. I know you would want to stop me, but I will pull it off. Roseville is our home. But you are no longer there. I can't go to the beach without these gruesome images popping up in my mind's eye over and over again. The last two years have been so bad. I finally want to finish. I hate it here and I miss you guys so much. Except for Ella, I have no one left to stay for. The others were never my friends. Suddenly everyone was gone. No one held me anymore, no strong shoulder to lean on. From September I'll be in New York and will study and work in a hotel, I've already planned everything. An

Was that what I imagined or did she turn red? Embarrassed? “Exactly, the customer is king, isn't it?” "Well, then .. then I'll go again. Ms. Clear, you take care of Mr. Evens? ” "Yes, of course," I let her know, perplexed. Why was the woman suddenly changed? When the wicked witch left the café, I looked at Mason, confused.  "Tell me, why was Ms. Jackson so scared?" Mason scratched the back of his head. “She knows me,” he replied.   Before I could squeeze anything out of him, however, he said that he had to leave quickly and would definitely visit me for the next few days. "Yes, but .. what am I still doing here alone?" I called after him. Great.. More than an hour before I was allowed to go. ~ * ~ * ~ * ~

"I'll catch it myself," she said determined and got up. "I wish you success." I took my things and made my way to the third floor, the café without a soul. I didn't want to keep talking about this band. Especially since I really had no idea who such a fuss was going on. Instead, my thoughts darted to my elevator lover. On one occasion I had to ask Mason who his handsome friend was. As expected, no one showed up in the café, but this time I had been smarter. That's why I took my bag with me, put it under the counter and first took out my letters. The first letter was confirmation from the university that I could start studying next week. Ariana Clear, future media manager! The next few were some kind of commercials that I wasn't interested in. I made my eyes wide when I saw a blue envelope. Why hadn't he caught my eye immediately? The sender was large. Sven Clear.  

Today I was on shift until midnight. First two hours in the washroom, ironing the laundry and then I was involuntarily registered as a substitute for any bar in this much too huge hotel. Playing a bartender wasn't my dream job, but I couldn't object to Ms. Jackson's stern look. Clara said that the bar was always full. Now that I started enjoying the quiet in the coffee shop, I was relocated.  In short, I was overwhelmed. But I couldn't change anything. “Well, that's it for today, you can go”, were the last words of our lecturer before the students, me in the first place, started packing our things. I left the university with quick steps. From a distance I certainly looked like a refugee. Except for a few small talks here and there, I didn't have much to do with my fellow students and I didn't care to change that. My best friend was in Roseville, that was enough. I didn't need any more friends. 

Doesn't everyone have that?" “Nobody has told me in the last few years that I should just go on, I just heard the opposite,” he began to tell. “That is probably because you are famous”. "Yes, that's right". “Instead of dealing with me, you should be with your fans. The poor stand there for hours every day just to see you and your buddies ”. "I am not in the mood". I looked at him confused. "What do you think?" “I don't feel like distributing photos for 24 hours. I love my fans and when they see me, they should have a good impression of me, I don't want to get past them annoyed. But sometimes I need time for myself, you understand? ”. I nodded. "Yes that's what I do". “Would you like to have a drink with me?” He asked