The stranger that scared Mea was a very cute, junior. She had always found him adorable. Unprepared mentally to talk to him, she nearly tripped walking around the counter.
Mea could feel as her face turned a bright as she studdered, "H-hi there. What can I get yo-ou?" Pushing her lose hair behind her ears she met his eyes.
They were very dark. Like a twilight sky. Black hair was styled messy, and fell into his eyes. He wore a shirt that displayed her favotite band 'Bring me the Horizons' embalum and fitting black jeans. Grey vans were tied to his feet, and a cropped grey trench coat. Mea noticed his lips moving but heard nothing. 'snap out of it!' She told herself.
"Uhh just one latte and one moccacino please." She punched in her order and then looked up at him again rolling her shoulders back. "Is that all?" Mea flashed a smile. His eyes challanged hers. "Yeah. Thats all." A grin cracked at the corners of his perfect lips.
Mea subconsciencly wondered who the second drink was for. "Thats and awesome shirt by the way and the coffee is going to take a few ." She swore she saw him blush. Truning around with a tight smile on her lips she made his drinks. Bringing them to him his jacket was now done up and a black shirt hung in his hands.
"You are the only person, let alone gurl to know about them so.. for you." His voice tickled her pink. She had to struggle to keep from smiling so she bit out a polite thank you and handed him his coffees in exchange for the shirt.
After he left she took a deep breath and went back into the kitchen to clean up and close so she could go home and play this day over and over agian in her head.
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Paranormal"Help." She'd sit alone in her room at late, late twilight hours, sighlently rocking her small frame pleading with the unknown forces to free her from this never ending nightmare. Yet she knew deep down, nobody could help her. She'd have to win this...
