Ivy and Mahogany

          The sun slowly stretched its' arms open as it awoke. Birds began to chirp in sweet soft songs of love. Love was in the air today. Ivy, a 16 year old girl just looking to find her perfect someone, and Mahogany, a 16 year old boy looking for a special someone.

        
       Book in hand, she walks in taking all of the scents in. The sweet yet bitter scent of coffee wafts towards her nose. Ivy takes a seat in the far corner of the shop where it is the quietest. She places her stuff down on the chair and heads up to the register.

             "May I have a Vanilla Latte please?"

             "Yes, that will be $3.99."

             Ivy gets her latte and goes back to her corner seat to read her book. But then a tall, handsome guy walks in. He's wearing the perfect, ripped black denim jeans with a Motley Crue t-shirt on. Mahogany is his name. He heads over to get a latte. Ivy stares at his perfect blue eyes, and light fluffy black hair while he walks. He gets a Vanilla Latte as well. Mahogany starts to walk towards Ivy. She gets all nervous and flustered. Not knowing what to say, she says nothing. She gets up to leave but then they bump into each other. Her bag collapses on the floor. Books fly everywhere! The coffee collapses on the floor. Ivy and Mahogany each begin to pick up their items. One item is left in between them. They both reach for it while, his soft hands accidentally caress hers. They both look up. Their light blue eyes meet, and it feels like fate. They both apologize and stand up. Ivy walks out. She doesn't say goodbye or anything. It was fate.