now that i accepted my crush for this man, i couldn't hope but notice everything he did.
the way he smiles at the kids who play in the cafe.
or recommends his favorite chocolate mocha to newcomers.
or the gentle reminder he gave to the old woman, that she likes the iced green tea.
and how when he caught me staring,
he'd smile.
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Teen Fiction"I am not a word, I am not a line. I am not a girl that could ever be defined." or, the story of a girl who has nothing more than an iPod, a diary, and a dream. until she meets the boy in the cafe and the girl from the studio.
