She Will Be Mine

1.

I stare out of the window, bored out of my mind. I take a sip of my coffee as people walk by. A businessman talking on the phone paces to the other side of the street. A car almost hits him which makes him scream at the driver. People are funny beings. We're group animals but in the meantime we curse and scream at each other as soon as we get the chance. My focus goes back to my computer. I really need to finish this. I hear the door and I look up. I can't focus at all at the moment. A confident woman walks in and she has all of my attention. She's wearing a suit and it's fits her perfectly.
'Yeah, an iced caramel macchiato, please.'
'Name?'
'Sophia.' Damn, that name makes me hot already. She pays and puts her hands in her pockets as she waits. My eyes are locked on her. She's so hot. Out of nowhere she turns around and her eyes lock with mine. I'm at the point of melting under her gaze. Her smirk makes my pants wet. She can do anything to me with a snap of her fingers. Shit, I'm still staring at her. I shift my gaze back to my screen. I feel warm air against my neck.
'Staring at me hm?' My breath hitches. This woman is working me up like crazy.
'No, not really.'
'Don't lie, pretty girl.' Her nails scratch my scalp. I snap back to reality. What the fuck am I doing? It must be the tiredness. I haven't slept well the past few days because of nightmares.
'What's your name, pretty girl?' I turn around and push her back.
'Stay away from me, miss.' Her eyes flicker as I say that. She should fuck off. She looks me up and down before grinning at me and backing off. Luckily. I got all nervous with her around me. I shake the weird feeling off and focus back on the essay I was writing.

'Hey, Harper.' I sit down next to my best friend.
'Hey, Lexis.'
'Stop calling me that. I'm not a car.' I giggle.
'Ready for this week again?'
'Always,' she sighs. The professor walks in and she looks a bit like the woman from the other day. I should stop thinking about her. I can't get her out of my thoughts, but I need to. Professor Baker puts her stuff on her desk. She seems tired.
'What did you do this weekend?'
'Wrote the essay for professor Alda's class. You?'
'I did fuck all.'
'Nice, Lex.' Our professor shushes the students.
'As you know, we're in the middle of the year now. That means a busy schedule. However you also need to finish a few project to pass this subject.' Is she serious? I have so much to do and I do want to pass, but even more to do. Oh god.
'Easy, Har. It's going to be okay. I will help you.' I sigh. This is going to be a period full of stress.

'Hey, sweetie.' It's my mother's voice at the other end of the phone. I call with her a lot. She's always so sweet to me and helps me with my problems.
'Hey, mom.'
'How are you doing?'
'I'm okay, mom. Just stressed.'
'Yeah, I've heard. Alexis called us, sweetie, she's worried about you. She told us about all your project you need to finish. And about your job at the cafe.' I thought that was the reason why she called. Otherwise she will always text me first if I have time. I don't mind Alexis telling her, I know Alexis and her have a good bond. Alexis lost her mother when she was younger, so my mom replaced her kind of. She's the sweetest.
'At Starbucks, mom.' I giggle. She always says cafe like it's something expensive, but it's just a Starbucks.
'Maybe you should take some time off.'
'I can't, mom. They need me there. I'm sure I can handle it. It was just in the moment that I got stressed. I expected it, mom. I knew this study would ask a lot of time.'
'As long as you know what you're doing.'
'Promise, mom.'
'Thank you. Your father wants to talk to you for a bit.' I smile. I love my dad. We always were a duo. We make jokes about how crazy my mom is all the time.
'Yeah, put him on the phone.' I hear some rumbling.
'Hey, Harry.'
'Dad,' I sigh. He always calls me that. He thinks it's funny. It's mostly because my friends call me Har all the time so he made Harry from it.
'Your mom being crazy again hm?'
'Like always.' We laugh for a bit.
'You doing okay over there?'
'Sure, dad. I have work tonight, so I should get ready. Are you going to be okay with that crazy woman?'
'Well, I'm married to that crazy woman.' I hear my mom slap him on the back of the head which makes me laugh. It happens too much.
'Jean!' my dad yells at my mom. I snicker.
'Maybe I should let you guys fight it out, dad.'
'Yeah, goodluck at work.'
'Thanks, dad. I love you, tell mom too.'
'I will. Bye, Harry.' I hang up the phone still laughing. I love them so much. I grab my stuff for work. I so don't want to go, but I need money. I search up my homework for tomorrow, it's not that much, so I will do it after. I don't need to do it during my work this time. I change into my working clothes before going out to walk to Starbucks.