Alcoholic Giggles Just Come With The Scene, chapter 3

As soon as the car came to a steady stop; as soon as his feet hit the concrete; Kai pulled a microphone from his bag and softly eased his arms around Jocelyn, hugging her gently.
"You're a beautiful little lifesaver," he whispered. "Thank you so much. I really hope I'll see you again sometime." She nodded quietly. "Take care, sweetheart." She smiled softly as he turned around and headed for the door.
"Kai? T-thank you. You're really sweet." Just as he was about to walk away, he pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and started to scribble down a phone number.
"I like you. You're down to earth. Sure, I've only been talking to you for about half an hour, but I think you're really genuine, and I haven't met many people like that. Give me a call sometime, if you'd like to." A wide smile was beginning to spread across her face, etching gently into her cheeks and bringing her deep brown eyes out in brilliant twinkles.
"I'm not all that good at making friends. I get really shy."
"Awwwhhh. Bye bye, sweetheart."

Later that day, Jocelyn found herself sitting on her bed, softly drifting in and out of daydreams. She'd always found it hard to make friends. She was devastatingly shy; despite the persona that seemed to almost radiate from her as she spoke. No one could see her very heart and soul shaking with the effort and anxiety. She suffered so badly with violent panic attacks and crippling anxiety; it was almost heartbreaking. Smiling softly, she picked up a scruffy sketch pad from beside her bed, and gently pressed a scratched artists' pencil against the paper. Lying back down against her thick pillows, Jocelyn pressed a set of headphones over her ears and started sketching harder and faster. She could remember every little detail of her new found friend. His messy, deep brown, shoulder length hair; his sparkly green eyes... she could almost paint a vivid photograph in her mind. Which she could then translate onto soft paper.

After almost forty five minutes of quiet sketching, she put her name, the date and Kai's name above the drawing, smiling with a soft satisfaction. It wasn't perfect; she didn't have a photo to draw from, or his face to study. But it was still beautiful. She was such a talented artist.
"Joss, where are you?" A voice came floating up the stairs and through the gap beneath her door. There was a soft knock at the door, and she was joined by her smiling Mum. "You haven't forgotten your sister's visiting for the weekend?" Jocelyn eased her headphones from her head and pushed them to the side, shaking her head and sliding away from the bed. "Come with me to the train station. She'd love for us to meet her there." Her Mum sat down on the bed beside her as she began to lace up a pair of baseball boots. "You seem ever so quiet... are you feeling okay?"
"I- I- think I've made a new friend," she stuttered quietly, smiling widely. Mum softly eased her arms around her daughter and stroked her hair lovingly. "I n-never make friends... everyone just thinks I'm too quiet and s-shy... "

Jocelyn couldn't wait to talk to her sister. She hadn't seen her for months; since she'd moved to Birmingham to go to university. She was practically radiant with excitement, and high with her own personal satisfaction. She couldn't wait to tell her all about who she hoped could be a new friend; all about her skating; all about her life over the last few months. And equally, she couldn't wait for Hayley to tell her all about her first term at university.

Since Hayley had moved away, everyone seemed so down... much to Jocelyn's dismay. She was always such a positive soul, and tried her hardest to inject a little enthusiasm into the world. She would go to her Mum and smile quietly, before saying 'you still have me. For a little while.' It always brought the smiles back. Family was everything to her.

And so were friends. Pity she was such a shy little sweetheart.