A Stringed Love Story

Chapter 1 - Postcards

As I was slowly walking past the school office and heading towards the exit of the school gates I felt a sudden tap on the shoulder. It was Jemima
"Zoe! Remember to send me heaps of postcards" she says in eager
"But the holidays only go for two weeks!"
"Still!"
"Ok fine I'll shop for some this afternoon"
I continue walking. "Bye" Jemima calls out
"See you in two weeks!"
I walk down the road and find mums car and open the door
"Hi mum"
"Oh hey" she's says in a really down voice
"What's wrong"  she's spins around "I'll tell you when you get home now hop in"
As she starts driving home I start thinking of suggestions like, Could my brother Henry done  something? Is he moving out I had no clue but it must be bad because mum is usually a happy and bubbly person but  when we pull up at home and she walks through the door. I ask what happened once again "Oh sweetie we just have to move out houses again because the land lord decided to sell the house to someone who wants it"
"Oh" I say "So when are we moving?"
"We have to be out by June"
I nod and walk up to my bedroom where I turn on my phone and a million beeps go off. It's Jemima 'get the postcards'
I suddenly realise The Postcards! I race outside to mum who is currently hanging out Henry's washing. Again.  "Hey mum just going to the street to grab some postcards"
"Oh who for?" She says confused "Jemima" She nods and continues pegging more washing out. I race into the garage and pull out my keys and off and I went into my car. Town was only about 10 minutes away. But as I was driving I saw a new cafe called
Gloria Jeans it sounded nice so I decided to pull up and have a coffee while it isn't busy. I walk up to the counter to see only one person lined up. He has blonde hair and some singlet that says 'Harley Davidson Motorcycles' and black skinny jeans.
"One caramel latte" he says to the counter lady
then she looks over to me "Oh we're not together" I say he spins around and smiles at me. His eyebrows go up so therefore so does his eyebrow piercing.
"Oh sorry!" The lady says and gives him a table number.
"Just one skinny latte"
She gives me a table number and I walk over to the comfy chairs. And as I sit down I notice the boy with the eye brow piecing and black skinny jeans is sitting at the table next to me. I tired to act un-awkward and as if it was normal that he was sitting right next to me. But then as soon as I think it's all going well he turns around.
"Michael"  he says in a very deep voice.
"Zoe"
He moves across the room so he is on the other end of my table
He smiles and puts his hands out in front. "So what's your favourite subject?"
He says looking at my uniform. "Music" I say almost straight away
He nods and smiles and just stares at me in silence. I look up and the waiter is holding our drinks and places them on the table. And then walks away
"For a new restaurant I would think there would be more people" he says staring at me
"That's what I thought" I said.
I notice he is still staring at me, and still smiling. I can't help it but ask
"Why are you staring at me?" "Oh no reason I just like to stare" he says smiling.
"Not but seriously" I say "Why are you staring at me?" He turns from smiling to a dead straight face and starts scratching his head "It's just you're beautiful ok?" He says
I smile and start giggling "No It's true" He says still straight faced.
I take a sip of my drink and stare at him "Thanks!" I say smiling
He smiles back and takes a sip of his beverage. He pulls something out of his pocket it's bright yellow and folded in half, he hands it over to me and smiles. I open it up to find weird numbers on it. I smile and say "How come you have your number in your pocket?" "Well" he says "It was for my cousin but you don't bump into a beautiful girl everyday do you?" I smile and take the last gulp from my drink. He also takes his last sip from his drink. I stand up, and so does he.
"I'll see you round" he says in his deep voice.
"You too" I say smiling