Another love story

Chapter 1

'Danae, we don't have much time. i think you already know that we don't have much time on our hands.' my publisher voice croaked through the phone. i hear her clear her throat. 'By when should i expect the manuscript of the book?'

I sigh before answering. 'How much time can you give me?' i ask.

'Two days at the max.' she says.

'Two days?!' i gasp. 'There's no way i can complete it by then!' i shriek through the phone.

'Danae, you have to understand that you are not a college student anymore. you are a mature adult and you have to learn how to manage your time efficiently.'

'But-'

'I'm sorry but i won't accept anymore excuses. Good day honey.' she cut me off before putting the receiver down. i groan loudly. It's been barely a year since i graduated from college and I already have next to impossible deadlines.

I realize I was not getting any work done by whining about my situation. I grab my laptop, wallet and house keys and leave.

Now, let me start over. My name is Danae Church. I'm apparently a "prodigy" writer. i won't deny my writing talent but i certainly won't consider them prodigy worthy. Anyways, my family is one of the rich ones. Naturally everyone assumed that I would be continuing my father's business, I knew that even as a little kid.

But being the rebel punk that I am, i developed a talent nobody in our family had, writing. My parents were more than happy to let me continue it, or as they said, 'proud to have a prodigy child.'

I have been writing since i was six. the first book I wrote was a bunch of poems in diary which I thought were trash but my mother insisted they were incredible. So, i continued my writing spree. Before i knew it I graduated school, did english honors from Harvard and moved out of my parent's house. I rented a small apartment here in new york, where i'm currently living. My parents send me cheques every month, which let me tell you, are WAY more than enough than what i need.

Currently, I'm working on my first book, which did I mention is due in two days? i had no idea how to I would do it but I sigh and walk out anyways. I go to one of the smaller cafés around the corner. the bell rings as I enter.

I was greeted by Bale the owner of the café. 'Good morning, Danae! You'll be having the usual I assume?'

'Good morning, Bale. Yes, the usual will be nice. thank you.' He nods. I spot a mop of black hair behind Bale. 'Good morning, Tadeo.' i saw smiling at him. the boy comes out of hiding and i bend down to match his level. I pull out a bar of chocolate. 'This is for you.' I say. He looks at his father who gives a approving nod before taking it gratefully. 'Thank you.' He says softy. I smile at him.

I make my way to the back of the café where it was quietest. i pull out my laptop and set to work. 'Lets do this.' I think to myself.