Cafè.

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by Tainted_Masterpiece

by Tainted_Masterpiece

Tuesday, March 25/06

Sitting in the back corner. Sipping a chai mocha, half caf, dark roast bullshit coffee. It's not good.

Oh yeah. I should probably introduce myself before we get to in depth here. My names Lauren, but everyone calls me Laurie. I'm a student at New York Cities School Of Humanities, Arts, and Social Sciences, or CHASS for short, studying for a bachelors of science. My father is the dean, which is how I got in...but who's really asking questions
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I'm submitting an essay to my professor, when I get the smell of...yes, Daisy by Marc Jacobs. I peer up, only for a second to see who was wearing this scent. Cute. Blonde. Knee high, blue dress. I watch as she moves gracefully to the counter. I slowly put down my laptop screen and just watch.

Hmm. Who are you? What is your story?
Vibes...Journalism?

She brushes her hair out of her face, runs her finger slowly across her chapped lips, then bites her bottom lip.

You place you're order and move to the counter to wait. You sound very shy, nervous almost. That you might give the wrong order.
You slowly burgees her hair behind her ear as you glance over at me. You smile and turns away.
A gentleman behind the counter says "Zoe?" And she grabs her coffee and leaves. I couldn't help but notice she was wearing a CHASS toque on her head.

She turns towards me again and smiles as she walks through the door. She wants me to know her, get to know her. Everything about her is enticing.

I head home and immediately go to Facebook.

Name: Zoe Fox
Age: 22
Study: Bachelor of Psychology (So she's a smart girl with a troubled past...)
HomeTown: Niagara-On-The-Lake, ON (Hmm your a long way from home Zoe)
Family: 2 Sisters (15,17) and a Brother (27), Parents are divorced (Comes from a troubled home)

Instagram: Zoe_Fox
Bio: "Just a small town girl, living in a pretty big world. People call me Fox cause they think I'm one of the boys, even though me and the boys both like the ladies ;)"

Every account set to public? Your basically asking to be seen. Well, here I am

Last Post was yesterday, a picture of her room. Street signs and house numbers in the back. Corner of Mercer & Bleeker
Houses in the background has the numbers 15 and 17. Hers must be 16.

I grab my coat and lace up my boots.

I was never always like this Fox. Don't worry. I was once in-love but she fucked me over harder than a plank of wood. The point Fox, love isn't for everybody unless your ready for it.

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AuthorsNote:

Hoping your enjoying the story so far. It's defiantly going to be something else! Stay tuned for more chapters!