The clock seems to be standing still as I wait for the lecture to be over. English Lit is not my forte.
Finally the arrow moves to the 12.
"Okay that's all the time we have for today, final grades have been posted so you may check them when you please." I stretch as I get up from out of my seat. I look to my right to see my best friend Tori walking towards me.
"So Kale, how'd ya think you did?"
"Meh, it could have gone better, but hey, it's finally over right?" She laughs and nods her head. Oh, if you all are wondering, no my name is not Kale. It's Michaela. Pronounced "Mih-kale-uh. Not Michael-uh.
Tori and I decide to hit the nearby Starbucks before heading back to our little apartment. We walk in, order our usual things, and sit at one of the many tables available. She leans back in her chair.
"Mannnn, senior year isn't all it's hyped up to be. So much stress."
"Agreed." I reply. Suddenly the door chimes as he walks in. Plaid shirt, black jeans, gorgeous hair, and glasses. My eyes fixate on him as he walks to the counter.
"Uh hey could I get just a regular vanilla iced coffee? Oh, and weird question, do you know of any cheap apartments for sale?"
"No sir, sorry. What's the name for the coffee."
"It's fine, and Mark."
"Okay sir. Mikayla?" Of course she mis-pronounces it. I walk up to grab my drink.
"Excuse me miss?" I turn around. As his warm, chocolate eyes meet my ice cold ones, I knew something had to be done. "Do you know of any cheap apartments for sale?" My heart skips a beat as I try to answer.
"Actually, yes, I do. Care to sit?"
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Warm Undertones. ~ M.F
Fanfiction"As his warm, chocolate eyes meet my ice cold ones, I knew something had to be done."
