I stumbled my way down the stairs and sat down in my car, jamming my key and turning it so the car would rev its engine. 'Time for work...' i thought to myself. I took a sip of my tea before backing away from my crappy apartment plaza. i drove the 2.6 miles to get to the mall, checked in and walked through the back of Forever 21. I exchanged my hello's with everyone working at the moment and walked up to the register. it was 9 AM and the mall had just opened. People started walking in almost immediately. The music playing quietly out loud in the store was some Hip Hop song I didn't recognize. The usual. I listen to indie, rock, hardcore, anything really. I'm just not very 'mainstream' or 'in' right now.
I was interruped in my thoughts by a short, cute girl about my age saying "Hi! I'm new here. I moved heere only about a month ago. I was told to come to you for assistance."
"O-oh!" I stuttered a bit, but then smiled "Hi. I'm Elizabeth. And you are...?"
"Annie. I'm from Seattle." My mind went straight to Sebastian. I wonder how he's doing. i hope he's okay.. It has been two days since we last talked.
"oh! Thats cool. My best friend lives there.." I smiled softly at her. Not many people were in the store at the moment, so we could chat a bit. We really just talked about tumblr and her old friends from where she used to live. Claire, my boss, interupted though. She told me I had someone waiting in the back for me, and i had a package...? Okay, I thought. I walked back and saw the guy that i always order coffee from at Boston Coffee House standing there. he had a little tray with a coffee and a small brown bag on it. he said "So according to your boss, I'm a package now..." I smiled but was very confused at the same time.
"Wait... do you need something? Did i forget to pay something last time or whatever..?"
He laughed and smiled. "No, you didnt order today and i just thought it would be nice to drop something off for a pretty girl like you." He simply stated, set the tray down on the glass circle table and walked away. I.. I don't even know his name.. and.. why did he do this..? i was lost with my words, and clueless. I didn't know what to do. I'm 17, never had a boyfriend and not even my first kiss! I went over to they tray and picked up a note on it. Funny.. I thought. it said: Trey 510-083-9961 =).
I grabbed the coffee he left me, the same I always get, and went out to the register again. Annie looked at me, the look reading 'he was cute. he brought you coffee. keep him.' I smiled and even giggled a bit.
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I walked into my house and pulled out my phone, hearing the Facetime ringer, and immediately answered it. I already knew who it was.
"Hey!"
"Oh, hi!"
"Whats new, beautiful?" he asked and I blushed.
We talked but i avoided the story about what happened with Trey. I didn't want him to get upset or mad, because I know how he gets. We ended up silent for a few minutes, just looking at each other. He wasn't wearing a shirt like usual. I'm not going to lie... He is very attractive. "I love you" he said quietly and ii smiled, hid my face with my hands to hide my blushing, and replied with an "I love you, too" and we both sort of jus sat there. I told him I had to go and take a shower, so we said our goodbyes and al, and i hopped in the shower. I got out, wrapped a towel around myself and looked at myself in the mirror. 'Why is my brain doing this..? Why is my heart doing this? It hurts. I don't know what to do..' I was confused. I loved sebastian, but Trey is sweet and actually, physically here. 'Do i need physical contact to have real, genuine love?
Authors Note~ I hope you don't need to know a person in real life in order to be in love with them because everyone i know is terrible.
I'll be uploading more at a time. This was an 'I'm-in-the-car-and-have-nothing-better-to-do' chapter~
I love you guys, and I hope you enjoy my writing. Pease critique me! It is very much appreciated. <3
~Emma Whatsername

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Writing Her Ballad
Teen FictionElizabeth and her best friend, Sebastian, & possibly lover have never even met. She is determined to meet him and never leave.