Its been a quiet Thursday at the café. I hear the bell above the door ring and lazily lift my head up to see who it is, I immediately stand up straight as I see Ryann walk up to the cash register.
I stare at her eye-catching features, her perfectly structured dainty nose, her striking hazel eyes, her soft lips coated in a light layer of dust pink gloss, her flawless skin
"Hello?" I hear her utter in a questioning manner, puling me out of my thoughts, as she waves her hand in front of my face.
"Huh?" I respond in a dazed tone.
"You were staring," Max, my co-worker and extremely gay best friend, whispers quietly to me as he walks past to serve a table.
"Oh." I breath softly as a blush creeps its way up my cheeks, "umm...a hi Ry...Ryann welcome to Jeune Amoureux, may you take my order...I mean take our, your order?"
"Stupid stupid, stupid" I think to myself.
"A sure please can have a cappuccino and chocolate muffin."
I nod ,"That would be $18.50,"
She pulls out a twenty, I give her the change before she goes to sit down.
After five minutes I give her, her order.
I watch her as she pulls out her laptop and books. She bustles away doing her work stopping every now and then too sip her drink and eat a macaroon.
She then looks my way, I abruptly turn around and duck behind the counter. I peak up slowly and see her giggle.
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Coffee Encounter - Complete
Short StoryA short story about an introverted collage student, Charlie, and his failed attempt at giving the girl he likes, Ryann, his number. . . . "Oh." I utter softly as a blush creeps its way up my cheeks, "umm...a hi Ry...Ryann welcome to Jeune Amoureux...