pumpkin spice latte chronicals

pumpkin spice latte chronicals

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a girl with a serious love for pumpkin spice lattes may contain strong language *** I walked in to Starbucks. The smell of coffee fresh in the air. I walked to the counter of heaven, the counter that delivered perfect joy in a cup right in to my hands, and waited to be served. "Hello, what can I get you?" I smiled and without looking at the board, I ordered. I looked down at the woman's name tag , her name was Katy. "2 pumpkin spice lattes please Katy." I could already taste the sweet cinnamon and feel the warmth of it on my face. "Sorry we don't have any left. Could I get you something else?" her voice was polite and innocent, but all I could hear was the sound of my impending death. Non left?! Something else?!?! I looked in to her eyes. My right eye twitched. I jumped the counter and went for her throat. I scratched at her face and pulled her hair making as much damage as I could. Blood coated my fingers. When I was done with her, I went for one of the other workers who where calling the police and bracing themselves to get me off her. ... Just a silly book that I made with my friends after I had this really strange dream.... Really fast paste and very silly.
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Follow my Instagram for any updates and if you have any questions: @nikki_k123 Alex has been living the same life, with the same routine, repeating it every day. Every day is the same. The one thing she does look forward to is going to cafe de l'amour every morning on her way to school, where she sits and writes, all while seeing Carter Reed. The most popular boy at school who, surprisingly, prefers the solitary life. They go to the same cafe every day, sit at the same tables every day, and notice each other every day, yet are strangers who have never uttered a word to one another. And strangers they shall remain. Perfect strangers. But that's about to change. . . . . . I watched as he kept his eyes trained on the notebook in front of him where he aimlessly drew spirals and coils that surrounded each other, trapped each other, and suffocated each other. My eyes traced the movement of his pen, following each line he drew onto the paper. "Your tea." I snapped out of my trance and looked up, thanking Katy before she went back to the counter. I turned back and caught him looking at me. I expected him to look away and continue acting like I don't exist. Like he's always done and so have I. What I didn't expect was for him to walk right over and sit with me. "Hi, I'm Carter." PSA: This story is inspired by the Wattpad novel 'Caffeine' by @meddlingkids ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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