evelyn's pov
i was sitting down , reading my book. i sat at a booth near the transparent glass wall (i literally dk whats it called i-) at the coffee shop it's december which means its winter time and its going to be really cold.
i wore black jeans , boots , a beanie and a thick baggy long sleeved shirt.
"ding" the bell of the door rang. i didn't pay much attention to it but it might have been someone from my school so i looked up.
i dont like it when i see my school friends outside of school unless we hang out. if it's my close friends , then yeah sure but i don't have much friends in school because i'm so called the "shy
quiet girl".
it can be annoying when people call me that at times because they don't know the real me. they don't bother talking or try to be friends with me. for me, to get comfortable with you, we need to hang out a lot. at first , i would be awkward and quiet but once we keep talking i'll start being very comfortable with you.
ok, enough about me.
i looked up and saw a boy. i'm so glad he wasn't from my school.
my eyes are locked on him until he looked back . i immediately looked at my book. i heard footsteps approaching my table.
"whats a pretty girl like you here doing all alone reading a book ?"
the boy smirked.
"smooth"
i replied.
he sat down in the free seat in front of me, staring at my eyes.
"your eyes are beautiful , did u know that ?"
i blushed at his comment.
"no one has ever said that.."
i was probably as red as a tomato so i tried to hide my face by looking down.
"no but for real though, what is a pretty girl like you doing at the coffee shop alone?"
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hii sorry for a short first chapter. i honestly just wrote this because i'm bored and i dont even know if i want to make it a long story 😩 and yes , i suck at writing yeeheee
