I turn my head towards the girl sitting in front of me who had red hair and an apron on that had cupcake batter on it
"Well look who finally decided to show herself in her own shop" she just gave me a cheeky smile and giggled
"Well I wanted you to meet 'Mr.Player' and I didn't really want to interfere with your conversation" Arden told me still smiling at me
"Ya whatever you say" I said looking down at the table and noticing a number scribbled onto a napkin Arden must have noticed because she picked up the napkin between her fingers and looked at it
"Call me" she said "Well looks like you got his number sweetie I'm so proud of you getting a guys number without me" she clapped her hands after and I just rolled my eyes at her
"Yeah yeah so do you think the owner of this place will actually serve me some breakfast or do I have to go back there myself and make it?" I questioned and her eyes widened when realization hit her
She stood up from the booth quickly and got out her little notepad
"My apologize what would you like on this wonderful morning" she said in a posh British accent and I just laughed at her
"The usual please" she glared at me when I said that "Well you could of said that before" then she blew a peace of her hair out of her face and walked off into the kitchen to get my food
My best friend is so weird I thought to myself looking back out the window at the passing cars
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Paris is Where it First Started
RomanceWalking up the street passing colourful stores I make my way to the one that is hidden away the little red coffee shop that nobody seems to ever notice its name is Paris and its special in its own odd way...
