"No way....."
I had looked to see who it was and instantly regretted it. Why didn't I notice it was him earlier, man I was stupid
"Cassandra you remember that guy I was telling you about before right?" Harry asked I nodded and walked up to the bunch
"Hi I'm Blake-" he played it off as we never meet with a smug smile on his face
"Blake Fulton." I finished Blake Fulton. Cute, sweetest guy in school, totally package.
"Yea that's right." he flashed his perfectly white teeth boy this boy was perfect
"-Sanndra. Cassandra." Harry said grabbing my attention
"What?" did I mention I had the huge crush on him since 3rd grade
Oh my good was I staring? Now he's going to think I'm a totally creep.
"I said are you Cassandra Stammer, right?" Blake asked I nodded not trusting my voice if my name had anything right is my stammering when I'm nervous
"Well I'm going to leave you to. Unlike you to I have a job to attention to." Harry said while starting to leave What? Wait! No don't leave me you traitor! I screamed mentally as I stood there standing awkwardly
"I didn't realized that was you earlier." Blake said while scratching the back of his neck
"Oh." Can I die in a hole please
That's when I heard it. The laughter of an angel. Okay maybe I exaggerating but it was enough to make me blush beat red
"I'm sorry but your so cute when you blush." he was still laughing while he was trying to speak I bit at the sleeve of my sweater. He called me cute oh my Jesus.
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Currently we were sitting at a table talking about anything that popped in our head. I was really talking to my crush which if this is a dream please never let me wake up.
"How can you not like coffee it is amazing! Like it's literally heaven in a cup that you can drink." I was astonished how could he hate such deliciousness
"It's bitter in disgusting. How can anyone drink that." he had a sour face and a poutty lip I gasped dramatically and held my hand to my heart.
"Don't listen to him, he doesn't understand." I whispered to my cup of coffee as I held the cup to my cheek
"I'm a tea person, it's had different flavors and isn't just one bland flavor." he said shrugging his shoulders. We both heard clapping behind us and saw that the band facing behind us had finished their set
"You know they aren't as good as you." I laughed and then realized what he said and chocked on my coffee
Oh my my Latte
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A/N: I know it's short but I hopeful I will be able to do a big chapter the next time I update.
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Coffee Shop
Short StoryCassandra, a girl who sung at a little Cafe as an escape to express herself...... Blake, a boy wandering in the cool streets during winter looking for a warm place and stumbles across the same cafe..... What does these two have in common? More than...