Lea sat, pouting as her friend was eying the door to the coffee shop closely.
"Di, we've been here since six in the morning..."
"She'll be here" Dianna answered, eyes still locked on the small bell above the shop's door frame. Lea huffed restlessly. She was waiting. Waiting for the girl that Dianna could not stop talking about. For nearly two weeks, maybe more, all Lea heard about was the color of her eyes, how soft her hair looked, the way smiled and how she blushed. Today she had come to finally see the girl that has never left her friend's mind, but it didn't seem like today she would.
"It's been over an hour" Lea stated, hoping that Dianna would agree that the girl was not going to show up, and that she could finally leave the coffee shop. But no, Dianna was unfazed to Lea's comment. She knew she'd come. She always did- between 6:00 and 7:30 am. She would be there, and Dianna was willing to wait that hour and a half just to catch a glimpse at the girl. She heard Lea's voice next to her again.
"I don't this she's-" Dianna waved her hand in her face, quieting her instantly.
"Shh, look, there she is" Her voice was low and hushed. The golden bell chimed and a young girl, a little younger than both Dianna and Lea walked into the small shop. She had short choppy brown hair, and intense blue and gold eyes- just as Dianna had described to Lea many times. She walked to the counter in light strides, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled shyly to the cahier woman. Dianna leaned over to Lea, and whispered in her ear.
"She orders the same drink every morning- a tall raspberry mocha frappuchino with whipped cream." Lea, finding just how much Dianna knows about this girl slightly creepy, stared at Dianna with an odd expression. Dianna had failed to notice this; she had hunkered behind her own large coffee mug, watching the blue-eyed girl walk to her usual table in the corner, where she pulled out her laptop from her purse and began to type. Lea noted that Dianna's demeanor had completely changed since the girl had entered the building. Dianna's soft hazel eyes had darkened and her blonde locks seemed to fluff just slightly. She was hunching down hiding behind her coffee cup, like a lion hiding in the grass. This was exactly what Lea had felt Dianna looked like, a lion, watching her unsuspecting prey from beneath the brush. And that pretty brunette girl, carelessly typing away behind her laptop, taking small sips from her coffee was Dianna's prey. She was like an antelope; grazing upon the grass, unknowing of the potential dangers lurking in he shadows.
"Di" Lea broke Dianna from the trance she seemed to be in.
"Do you know her name..?" Dianna's sly smirk curled mischievously- she had seen it written on the girl's coffee cup numerous times. A name she has come to love.
"Megan" Dianna purred, letting the name roll off her tongue. She twisted one of her short blonde curls thoughtfully.
"And soon, I will have her"