Ms. Writer

This book is made by Aloumyst, all rights reserved.
Do not copy the names and other fictional structures that the author made.
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Summer; the fun season of the year. All kids love summer days. They always have fun and they relax. Just like the way I feel. These summer days, I spent my vacation in Starbucks. The best coffee shop in the world. I always order my favorite and sit at my usual spot. This is how I spent the summer. But all of those change, when I saw the love of my life, ‘Ms. Writer’.
Don’t ask why I called her like that. I don’t know her name, her hobbies and other stuffs that you should know. She is a COMPLETE stranger. I just called her Ms. Writer because I always see her writing on a notebook. I wouldn’t call her ‘Ms. Journalist’, since its lame! Who would call a hot stranger who writes like that?
The moment I saw her, I know that it was love-at-first-sight. Her caramel skin and her long jet black hair that has curls at the end, made me stare at her for a long time. She looks nerdy with her large black glasses, but she looks hot. She dresses like a hipster, and she looks great. Hot girl, she’s mine. I got dibs.
But here’s the twist, summer is ending. One week from now, school starts. Bugger, I know. I may not see her, because of three reasons; one, she might be in a different school. Two, maybe she’s just on vacation here in New York. And lastly, she might die. Wait, scratch the last part, maybe she’ll just be in Starbucks in weekends, and I’m not available at those time. Cue the strict parents.
Oh, Ms. Writer. How can I meet you and make you mine? Is there a specific way that I should do to meet you? Is faith with me to meet you? I need answers before I become desperate of love!