Catfished

Chapter 3

I went to a little café that served amazing coffee and snickerdoodle cookies. We decided to meet here at 3:30, it was already 4:00. I kept calling and texting him to see where he was but he wasn't answering and it made me really nervous but mostly sad. I mean I got on a plane to see you and you don't have the decency to show up to a little café!

Then I heard a noise that sounded like beautiful wind chimes dancing in a summer breeze. I looked over expecting to see a 5'11 man with shaggy brown hair with brown eyes that had tiny gold flecks in them, you know movie stuff, but instead I saw a 5'2 woman who looked about 23 with strawberry blonde hair and beautiful dark blue eyes. I won't lie and say I wasn't disappointed.

The woman walked over to me and asked. "Are you Porsha Hills?" I was so confused why this lady was asking who I was but even more confused that she was asking for me. I nodded while saying, "...Yes...?"

Her face drained of slight redness that was from being outside in the sun too long. She looked sweaty and nervous and her eyes showed fear, like she hoped I wasn't who she asked for.

Then she said the words that I hoped I would hear from him. "I'm Taylor, Taylor Fare."