4 DAYS LATER
~~~~~Rachel's point of view~~~~~~
I had wasted the past few days thinking of that boy. What could his name be? Dylan? Sam? Henry? I was thinking of such basic names. I was not creative.
I had Fall Out Boy blasting through my mini speaker. Why was I so attached on the thought of this guy? There was something special about his personality.
As Fall Out Boy made me slowly loose my hearing, I got a call from a number I've never seen before....could it be him? No....
"Hello" I answered.
It was a dumb, health insurance AD.
Rachel....stop thinking about him. He has probably forgotten you are even alive already. What if i went to the coffee shop again? Maybe I would see him there? No, I'm stupid, no one goes to get coffee that much.
~~~~~~~~Ryder's point of view~~~~
I was a coffee addict. I hung out at that coffee shop at least two hours a day. Maybe I would see her here again.
It was raining though, she seemed to hate the rain. I loved it. I barely knew her but I...to be blunt, liked her a lot.
I read the newspaper, on the brown couch at the coffee place. I had a seat indent on it because I was there so much.
I was grabbing my keys and hat to leave, as I saw her walk in.
She had a thick black bracelets on both arms. A grey ACDC shirt, blue ripped jeans, and a white pair of...sandals. I laughed when I saw her sandals.
~~~~~Rachel's point of view~~~~~
I hated cold. I had the money to move out of the freezing city a year ago, I missed my chance because I spent all my money on a cat....this cat, still alive, was named Madge. Anyways, Madge needed special food blah blah blah. She was worth it.
As I walked into the coffee shop, I saw him. Was I prepared to know his name?
He walked towards me. "Nice sandals" he laughed. "Dumbass" I said under my breathe. He raised his eyebrows, "what did you call me...sweetie?"
I put a hand on my hip and brushed the hair out of my face. I was ready to roast him.
