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Without further ado, here's A Match Made in Heaven!

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Venti Caramel Macchiato

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New York City: center of the universe.

This is where it all happens! Where dreams come true!

I twirled around letting my hair whip my face and stopped only to see the confused and disbelieving faces of my fellow New Yorkers looking at me. I flipped my hair out of my face and continued walking.

It was New York City.

And I have a purpose.

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'Fuck'

I tore out another page from my journal, crumpled it up into a ball, and tossed it behind me, probably hitting someone on the head.

I kept receiving glares from people left and right.

Being on a crowded subway was probably not the best time to be throwing papers at random people. But hey, in NYC this is definitely normal.

Trust me.

Two minutes later we pulled to halt and I quickly got out from the under the New York streets and onto them. I walked a couple blocks until I found an adequate amount of space to set myself up.

I placed my guitar case on the ground and flipped the lid open in one swift movement. There she was: my pride and joy. I pulled out my acoustic steel stringed guitar with a mahogany top and pulled the pick out of my front pocket and positioned myself correctly.

Sure, she wasn't the nicest, most expensive guitar. I strummed it lightly, letting the sound of the chord ring in my ears. But…she had an awesome sound. I pulled my journal out of my backpack and opened it up to a marked page.

I strummed yet another chord and began to sing, my baritone voice attracting many of the hurrying New Yorkers.

Light up the cigarette with a dimming flame

The time is yours, your beast to tame

It's the flaming tip that lights the way

Dark or light, night or day

After fading out, I continued to play my guitar and saw even more people gather around me in a crowd.

And that's when I saw her.

Her long brown hair was swirling around her thin frame and she twirled around in the middle of a small crowd. Her orange scarf was whipping the people around her and she didn't even seem to mind the looks she was getting. She just smiled and walked off.

I smirked and ended my song only to be greeted by loud applause.

I bowed jokingly and stuffed all the money I had gathered into the pockets of my coat. I put my guitar in its case and walked off.

On a cold winter morning, nothing could be better than a nice, hot…

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"Venti Caramel Machiatto, extra shot of espresso"

"Alright, is that it?"

I shook my head yes and handed the cashier the correct amount of money. I stood in a different line and waited for my coffee. It was -2 degrees outside and frankly, any excuse for me to get a coffee (no matter how stupid or desperate it may be) I would use.

Curse you caffeine addictions…

"Venti Caramel Macchiato Extra Shot of Espresso!"

I turned and saw myself a couple feet away from the counter and realized I stopped advancing with the line. I rushed up and took my coffee from the barista then sat myself down at the last available two-person table. I sprinkled some vanilla into my coffee and mixed it around nonchalantly with a stick.

"Venti Caramel Macchiato Extra Shot of Espresso!"

I sighed and was about to turn and tell the barista that I had already gotten my order when I felt my cheeks suddenly begin to heat up.

He was tall (about 6 ft. 2 in.) had long chocolate brown hair and had these milky white eyes.

Wow.

I turned my head slightly to make it seem as though I wasn't staring and began to sip my coffee.

"Is this seat taken?"

I looked up from my coffee and saw that guy leaning on the table.

"All the other seats are taken"

I quickly shook my head yes and then mentally slapped myself for appearing too eager.

"Hey, aren't you the girl who was dancing in the middle of the street?" he chuckled.

"I guess so" I laughed "how do you know?"

He leaned back in his chair and put his arms behind his head "I was performing in the area"

I looked on the ground beside us and saw a guitar case propped up against the table.

"You play?" Stupid question, I know.

"Yeah, I have been for a couple years now. I sing too"

Now I was getting interested "really?"

"Yup" I could tell he was getting into it too.

"Well that's interesting. So do I!"

"Really?" he leaned in forward now, getting into the conversation "do tell"

"Well I'm a student here at NYU tough I just transferred for this semester, I'm going back to Princeton afterwards" he nodded "what about you?"

"I'm a student here too, not moving anywhere though"

"And what do you study here?"

"Songwriting and photography" he drank some of his coffee "I'm into the arts"

I smiled "Acting and music; join the club"

He chuckled and we remained in comfortable silence as we drank our coffee.

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As I finished my coffee, I looked at my watch

"Shit"

The girl turned to look at me with a questioning gaze and I threw my disposable cup into the nearest trashcan.

"It's 7:06 I have to catch the next bus or I'll have to walk home"

She threw her cup into the trash and followed me out.

"So what time does the bus come?"

"7:15, I have some time but I need to hurry"

Her mouth opened a little and she closed it.

"It's Saturday"

I slapped my forehead and remembered that the bus schedule was always fucked up on Saturdays.

"What now?"

I turned my head to her and shrugged.

"Have you ever gone skating?"

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"Are you sure you can do this?"

He nodded and let go of my hands for a split second.

I laughed as he fell back onto the ice.

"I guess you can't" I laughed. I helped him up on his feet and he dusted himself off the ice that he fell on.

"Here let me show you" I placed his hands on the rail surrounding the rink and proceeded to do various complex patterns and figures on the ice, all with ease.

I smiled when I saw the awed look on his face and glided back to him.

"It's getting late"

I flipped my bangs out of my face and noticed that it was already 9:00. I helped him skate to the rink entrance and we changed into our other shoes.

We walked to the giant Christmas tree and we turned in opposite directions.

"I live that way" he said, breaking the silence.

"I live that way…well…nice meeting you"

We began to walk in opposite directions when I turned around

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"Hey stranger!" I turned around and saw the girl waving at me.

"Yeah?"

"What's your name?"

I smiled "Neji!"

"Tenten!" she called, running in the other direction, dodging wandering people.

Tenten huh?

I shook my head as I chuckled and took my time getting home.

Tenten, you are one interesting character.

I don't really mind walking anymore.

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-Nicoli