I stand in line for coffee with a hood over my head.
The barista's eyes widened when I came up to the counter.
"Hey now! You're Charlotte Spencer!"
She says loudly, her valley girl accent dripping off of her words.
I cringe at the volume of her voice.
"Y-Yes. I am but I'm not d-doing that anymore."
I whisper, handing her five dollars.
"But you just started in a new show! I heard all about it on the radio! Why are ya all tha way out here?"
She hands me my cup.
"It's a long story...."
I take my cup and leave before anyone else confronts me.
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"I think you should check out Australia. Ya know, see what all Addie's fuss is about."
I roll my eyes.
"I left my passport at...home."
I mumble, sipping my coffee.
"So?"
I shrug.
"So I can't get back in the country..."
She laughs.
"Is that such a bad thing nowadays?"
I nod.
"Uh...yeah. This country is safe and free. Everything life couldn't be if I had stayed in New York."
She sighs.
"Yeah...you probably would have gone to jail...for like...being involved in the near murder of...your best friend."
I scoff.
"Exactly."
She laughed.
"Wouldn't that be funny though? Everyone'd be scared of you 'cause you talk to yourself."
I take another sip of coffee, making a big deal of raising the finger at her.
"Rude."
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City Of Dreams
General FictionSequel to New York- Where Dreams are Made Charlotte struggles to remain on top of everything. With all the problems and stress, she tries to hold it together. She tries to finish what she came to do. She tries to make her dreams come true. But...
