Meeting Dodes

Untitled Part 1

~~Disclaimer; the only OC in this so far is Skye, everyone else is a completely real person and all that is written here is 100000% made up~~

~Obviously, this is written in the POV of Skye, though that may change later on. I may also change to third person occasionally and will probs change tense too, we'll see~

~Also, everything in italics is Skye's thoughts/inner dialogue~

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I knew that it was time. I had been waiting for so long, and quite honestly I was beginning to think it'd never happen, yet there I was, outside of her front door.

I whipped my phone out of my pocket and, after checking I was in the right place (for the millionth time), send a quick text to Evan, my close friend and the reason I was standing in that spot.

'So......I'm outside and am shitting myself help, come get the door? or do i have to knock? I may just cry if you make me do that.... :) x'

within seconds I received his response.

'Hi pal! I'll be two secs, we're planning on going in the hot tub so I'm getting changed, be with you soon!! ooor you could ring the bell and stop being hella lame, you might get somewhere sooner that way :)) x'

I frowned at my phone, taking his joke a little too seriously, but took in a shaky breath anyway and rang the doorbell. Only then did I take a step back to admire my surroundings.

The front door itself was rather simple, it looked somewhat like the door of 221b baker Street (I like Sherlock, okay?), but the pathway leading up to it was surrounded by little yellow flowers, giving it an oddly magical feel.

I was soon brought out of my trance-like state by the sound of the latch on the front door.

fuck

was all I could fathom from my scrambled thoughts.

'Hello!'

came a wonderfully warm and inviting voice from the doorway, tearing me away from your panic. She wore her 'She means everything to me' crop top, and denim shorts. She looked effortlessly beautiful.

'I'm Dodie. you're Evan's pal, right? He said he'd invited a pretty friend over'

My cheeks reddened at how openly Dodie had just complimented me, but I attempted to shake away the embarrassment

'uh, hi, yeah, I'm um, I'm Skye. Skye Honey...'

I stumbled over my words, awkwardness all but consuming me. She smiled at me warmly all the same

'Well it's lovely to meet you Skye Honey, come in!'

She moved to the side and allowed me to enter the house.

The first thing to catch me eye was the small black and white kitten sitting by the coat rack.

'He's called Casper, I hope you don't mind cats, he's really friendly so don't worry about that'

As she was saying this I walked up to the ball of fluff who, upon seeing me, got up from his position on the floor to weave himself between my legs. I crouched down to stroke him, grinning at the new friend I had made with such ease.

'What a cutie, you're so fluffy and smol' I murmured to the kitten, picking him up and cradling him in my arms.

'So, you're a cat person, huh?' Dodie spoke, beaming at me from where she stood next to me. I chuckled in response, standing up once more, Casper still in my arms.

'You might say that. I had a cat when I was younger, and to be honest all I wanted was for her to be my friend, she didn't like me an awful lot though...She was a lot closer with my little sister...But I'm getting a lil ginger tabby soon! My friend's cat just had a litter of five!'

I rambled on, only realizing when my tangent came to an end, that I must have seemed completely mad.

'You must think I'm really weird, I'm not that abnormal, I promise, I just...ramble a lot I guess..I'm sorry.'

A small smirk found its way onto her face.

'Don't worry love, I have that affect on people' she quipped in a jokey tone, before walking into the living room, chuckling to herself.

I stood for a second, thinking to myself

You're not wrong there.