Coffee for Two
She sits in deep thought. Thinking about the last time she saw her now ex- girlfriend. Maya St. Germaine had been gone from Rosewood, PA for three whole months. She had only spoken to her ex once before today. That was the day they broke up, well sort of anyways. That's the story she tells herself. The time away from Emily Fields gave her new found perspective on life. She wasn't sure how Emily would take it but they were already broken up.
The shuffling of noises at the door breaks Maya out of her trance. Maya notices a former classmate from Rosewood walking into the Grille. She stumbles a little but her guide stick helps her navigate around the tables. Maya looks around noticing that all of the tables are full. She jumps up and runs to the fair skin, dark chestnut brunette to give her assistance.
"Hey… we use to go to Rosewood High together," Maya started. "All the seats are taken but you can sit with me. My name is Maya St. …"
The other girl coo'd with excitement. "Oh I know exactly who you are, you're Maya St. Germaine, and you're Emily's ex-girlfriend."
Maya let out a nervous laugh, now she wasn't sure she had made the right decision. She continues assisting the blind girl to her table. Maya making sure the other girl is seated waits before she sits down. Pulling at the multicolor earth tone beads on her bracelet, the large white gash on her wrist re-appears on her caramel skin; while the other girl stows away her walking stick. Not sure what to say Maya breaks the silence with a light cough.
"So your name is Jenna, right?" said Maya, looking around hoping Emily would show her face soon.
"Why, yes, that's my name, kind of surprised to see you back in Rosewood. I thought you were gone for good." Jenna chuckles. "Bad seeds don't last here for long."
Not sure how to respond to Jenna's statement, Maya took out her phone to check the time. "I'm not a bad seed… I just think outside of the box." She says coolly with frustration while putting her phone back in her brown messenger bag.
"Outside the box enough to get sent away, to a what? De-gaying camp? A drug addiction program? Which one is it or was it both?" Jenna scoffed. "This is Rosewood after all."
Maya annoyed at the disrespectful comments Jenna was making, had, had enough. She leans forward staring into her black sunglasses, just close enough so only Jenna could hear. "Listen, here, blind girl… I don't know where you get off speaking to me this way. Let me tell you something real quick, I am not Emily. I will show you better than I can tell you. All I was trying to do was show you a nicety but instead, you brayed me with snide comments. You don't want it with me, I'm a cali girl!" She leans back against her chair before she takes a deep breath and flips her coal black hair back behind her ear.
Jenna's porcelain white face turned a cherry beet red in shock; she found herself now impressed with the tenacity of Maya. "Well played, St. Germaine," she smirked. "Well played."
Maya sensing a slight shift in Jenna's countenance, decides to relax. She pulls her vibrating phone from inside of her messenger bag. Maya looks down at the screen showing one new message. She opens the message to see that Emily is canceling. She looks up at Jenna who still has a smirk on her face. Maya exhales as she turns her head to the left and raises her arm, slightly, to get the waiters attention. The waiter nods his head and briskly walks over to the table.
"How can I help you, today?" He says, as he pulls out a pen and pad from his apron.
Sucking on her teeth, Maya responded, "Coffee for two, please."
"And I'll have a French vanilla coffee." Jenna chimes in. Jenna didn't even turn her head towards the waiter. Instead, she was still facing towards Maya, as if she was sizing up her competition. "So are you here waiting for someone or…"Jenna's voice trails off before she continues. "Are you just hanging out here alone?"
She waits for the waiter to walk off before she answers. "Well, actually, I was here to meet Emily but she bailed on me." Fidgeting with her hands, trying to bring herself to respond to Emily's text, she continues, "Something came up and she said she would meet me, later. So I guess that leaves me here with you."
"Oh don't sound so sad," Jenna says before giggling. She places her hands on the table, patting, searching for her white table cloth. "Boo freaking hoo… Maya got stuck with Jenna." She continues and brings her table cloth up to her face pretending to blow her nose.
At this point, Maya was more bemused than annoyed. Not really sure if Jenna had a secret vendetta towards Emily that she didn't know about or if she was just a straight up mean girl. There had to be more to Jenna Marshall, she thought. In the same moment, Jenna thought the same thing. There had to be more to Maya St. Germaine. Maya stares into Jenna's Oakley shades. Jenna sits listening to the silence in her own personal darkness; secretly wanting a friendship with Maya St. Germaine that she determined to have.
"Trust… I'm not upset that I'm here stuck with you." She pauses to collect her thoughts before she continues, "it was going to be my first time seeing Emily since I left. I was really excited until she bailed..."
Jenna interrupts her, "well I hate to be the bearer of bad news, well, actually not really." She laughs "…but your girlfriend got a girlfriend."
Maya's eyes grow big as she slowly inhales, "well I am happy for her but she's my ex, Emily is my ex- girlfriend."
She retorts with a mocking tone, " is your ex-girlfriend." She sighs and feeling inquisitive she continues her thought, "so…. how do you really feel about the break-up?"
She is flabbergasted by the question, "I mean, I ain't mad." She says but Jenna isn't buying it.
"Really?" she turns her head to the right noticing the footsteps walking towards the table.
"Here you go ladies… coffee for you ma'am," he says as he hands Maya her coffee. He places Jenna's coffee on the table beside her right hand, "And French vanilla coffee for you. Ladies, do you need anything else? "
Jenna shakes her head while mouthing "no". He walks off and Jenna recollects her thoughts to continue, while Maya pours sugar into her hot, heaping cup of coffee.
"You didn't answer my question. I asked you how did you feel and not if you were made or not." She feels around on the table for her spoon. Maya picks it up and puts it in her left hand for her. "You really didn't have to do that but thank you."
"It's cool… um can we change the subject? I'm not trying to be on the Dr. Jenna Marshall Show." She says before taking a sip of her coffee.
"I see." She says while stirring her French vanilla coffee.
She snickers a little bit before her retort, "Do you really or are you just saying that?"
Jenna sits dumbfounded by her remark. Not quick to answer she decides to change the subject. "I play the flute."
She contorts her face to show a look of confusion, "okay and you're telling me this because?"
She takes in a deep breath before slowly exhaling, "well I hear you are in the band…"
She lifts her hand to interrupt her and says, "Jazz band, I'm in the jazz band."
"Maybe we can jam, sometime?"
Maya geeks out, tripping, that Jenna is attempting to make some type of connection with her. She thinks to herself wait until I tell Emily.