Coffee Date.

Chapter One.

This is the story of how I fell in love with my bestfriend.

It all started when I went to the coffee shop on the corner of my street, I was ordering my usual when a guy bumped into me, "oh my god I am so sorry I didn't mean to bump into you, here let me pay for your drink." I thought it was really sweet that he wanted to pay for my drink so I let him. "I- you don't have to do that but okay, thank you, I'm Layla." I stick my hand out wanting to greet his. " Hi I am Taylor." I grab my drink off of Taylor and begin to head to my usual seat, by the window, and he follows me. "I feel like I have seen you before, do you go to Midtown High?" He says before inviting himself to sit opposite me. "Uh yeah I do. Why, are you a stalker?" I reply with a concerned look on my face. "hahahaha, no I'm a student there, you just looked really familiar, I guess I've seen you at your locker or in one of my classes." He gets up out of his chair, looks at his phone and says "see ya coffee girl." Coffee girl? I was a little annoyed that he called me coffee girl and not Layla but I had completely forgotten by the time I realised I was going to be late for school.