The Mysterious Man

Poems

-a month later-

I woke up in the morning feeling kind of gross. I took a shower and got dressed I was wearing black skinny jeans, an old Zeppelin t-shirt with a grey long sleeve shirt underneath and some black converse. It was getting colder and as the school year progressed I was becoming more busy trying to balance my writing, school work, free time and trying to get a job is not easy at all. I decided to walk back to that coffee shop, I've been going twice a week and managing to run into him, I guess he goes every day. I haven't seen any of my friends since I got here and I barely get to talk to them. On my way to the coffee shop, I decided to take a detour and walk through the park.

-Mysterious Man-

I wonder where she is I thought to myself. She always shows up on Tuesdays and Thursdays. With that thought I heard the door open and it was her. Her name is Jasey, Jasey Eastman. At least that's what her ID says. She is a 19 year old girl and She's in her first year at Julliard. I wonder what major she's taking. Singing? Dancing? Writing?

"Excuse me?"

"Hello?"

My thoughts were interrupted by someone trying to get my attention. I looked up to see that gi- I mean Jasey. I was instantly confused. "I'm sorry, what?" I asked. She giggled quietly. "You were staring at me." She said. My eyes went wide, I cursed at myself for that. "Oh, I'm so sorry." I said. "I'm Jasey by the way." she sat down "Although you probably know that, you returned my ID." She trailed of looking like she was thinking about it. "I'm Matt." I smiled and reached out my hand to her. She took it and smiled. "It's nice to meet you Matt." She said still smiling. "It's nice to meet you too Jasey." She looked down at her phone, and looked a little frightened. "Oh my, I have to be at class in thirty minutes!" She said quickly. "Oh, I'll be here again on Thursday and" She paused. "Call me Jace." She smiled and rushed out, turning left.

-Jasey-

I rushed back to my apartment and grabbed all of my books and ran back out the door to catch the bus. I had a good fifteen minutes left to get there and the next bus comes in three minutes and the bus ride is eight minutes so I'd be there four minutes before the professor. Nice. I heard the sound of the bus doors open and I got up to board. I found an open seat and sat down. I started thinking about Matt. He's British, how did I not notice that before? Oh yeah I almost lost my ID

I hurried into the building heading to my creative writing class. My favorite class, although the most inconvenient. I sat down near the front and pulled out my laptop and my notebook. I set down my for some reason still warm coffee and prepared for today's lesson. Professor Gordon walked through the door and cleared his throat, getting everyone's attention. "Okay, Our task today is to write a short poem about one thing happening in you life right now." He announced. I instantly thought about Matt. "Begin."

I sighed and pondered for a good thirty seconds until it hit me.

The Mysterious Man

Cinnamon.

Icy blue.

The Mysterious Man who makes you wonder.

But don't stare.

That man will notice.

Eyes as cold as ice.

Scent as strong as cinnamon.

The Mysterious Man.

"Okay." the professor interrupted. "Pens down." I dropped my pen and read my poem over again

I looked up at the clock to notice class was almost over. It's already been 48 minutes.

"Alright class it seems we've got little time left. You'll be handing in your poems tomorrow first thing." He said checking the clock sighing. "you've got a little over a minute. Go early" the class got up simultaneously and walked to the door as I got to the front I heard my name "Oh Jasey" the professor called "Come come." He waved me over. I looked at him expectantly. "You looked a little distracted today. Everything okay?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "Yes of course!" I reassured. "Can I read your poem?" He asked looking at the lined paper in my hands. I nodded and he took it. He practically glanced at the paper he reads so fast. "Oh wow, interesting, who is this Mysterious man'?" He grinned "It's no one just something that popped into my mind." I gushed "Very well. Have a good day young creator." He said freeing me from this conversation. I walked out of the large room and out of the building. 

Another Update! Wow!

So I changed the cover and the name of the story. Tell me what you think??

I thought I'd update this because I already had it typed. This chapter isn't as carefully edited as the last one because I didn't have power from 6 last night until 3 this afternoon.

woohoo!

-Julie