*Some Years Later*
I can't believe it! My life is finally starting to go the way I've always dreamed!
I have one more month of college and then I can move to L.A. to kick start my modeling career.
Now I just need my daily coffee to get me going before class!
I got dressed and started walking down the street to the local café.
"Want the regular?" Margret smiled
"Yes please" I replied
"Here ya go darlin'"
"Thanks Margret! Have a great day!"
"You too Sugar!"
As I was walking out of the café a boy came running by and knocked me down, spilling my precious coffee.
"Oh god! I'm sorry!" The boy helped me up before looking around quickly
"Why are you running?" I asked a little agitated as I looked into his chocolate brown eyes, he looked kinda familiar...
"I am truly sorry, I was in...um...a rush...uh...I was being chased" he seemed super jumpy and nervous
I immediately backed up
"Are you one of those drug dealers?!" I almost yelled
"What?! Ew!! No! That would ruin my career!" He seemed highly offended
"Well then who are you and what career is so important that you had to spill my coffee?!"
"You really don't know me?" He asked shocked and...hurt?
"Sorry but-" before I could finish a crowd of screaming people could be heard and he took off running
They all came running by and the name I heard most was 'Zach'.
But Zach who?
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Sad and cute Why Don't We imagines ||COMPLETED||
Short Story||COMPLETED|| So I've seen why don't we imagines everywhere but hardly any of them are sad. Some of theses will be cute too. But anyways me being the weird person I am, I think of the worst things that could happen to something I love. I guess I do...
