So Emotional
I never thought that Id fall in love. I mean, yes, I do believe in love, but not for me. Hell I never thought that Id have a prince charming. In fact, when I had turned 18 I had just finished high school, I had never gone on a date (prom doesn't count) and had barely had my first kiss. So, you see I didn't think that I had love anywhere in the near future. That all changed however when I met him...Eli Sammler.
CHAPTER 1
The day that I first met him was when I was working in the coffee shop. It was one of those windy days that it just felt good to have a nice cup of coffee in hand and just be. Which meant that there was a long line of people constantly going in and out of the shop. It was approaching my break time and I was at the register. I was on my last two customers then I was to switch with Mary, my best friend. I had finished with one customer and was turned around when I said, "Next in line please." I had turned around and behind me was the most gorgeous guy that I had ever met. He had brown eyes and brown spiked hair, he was pretty tall, and I'd have to say about 6 feet and somewhat built. I stammered and finally said. "Hi...um...what can I...um...what can I...how can I help you?" I laughed at myself and he chuckled. I thought, wow he's even got a great laugh. He then said, "Yes you can help me. Can I have two coffees, black?" "Sure. Is that all?" I thought to myself, do you want my number too? But, he said, "Nah, that's good." "Okay, your total is $3.63, out of $5. Okay, here's your change $1.37." "Thanks!" I got the two coffees and gave them to him. Our fingers barely touched, but there was a connection. Have a nice day! You too. And then he was gone. I rolled my eyes and turned to Mary and said, "Mar, I'm going on break. I'll be back in thirty." as I made myself a cup of black coffee. "Okay, Isabel." I took off the apron that I was wearing and put in under the counter. I grabbed my coat and bag off the coat rack that we keep in the back and left from behind the counter. "Okay, I'm out." I said to Mary. "Okay! Hey, can you stop off at the bookstore for me and pick me up the new cosmo? I'll pay you back later." "No problem! See ya!"
I walked out of the coffee shop and was instantly hit with a gust of wind. I thought to myself, hurry up and get to the bookshop and things will be much warmer. I thought about the guy that had walked in. It was just my luck that some hot guy would walk in and not think one thing about me. Just another girl at the coffee shop register acting like a dork. I was so lost in my thoughts that completely passed the bookshop. When I got to the crosswalk I noticed my mistake and walked back shaking my head. There I go again, going off into Never Never Land.
I opened the door to the bookshop and found my way to the magazine section. Okay, EW, People, Glamour, Seventeen, I said to myself, Oh! Cosmo. I grabbed the magazine and headed to the register, before I could make it there though I noticed the stack of books on the clearance table. I looked through them and came across a book that I wanted and walked to the register. The guy who was at the counter had his back turned and I set the magazine and book on the counter. Just as he turned around I dropped my bag and my wallet fell out. The guy said, "Is everything okay?" "Yeah, I just dropped something." "Will this be all?" "Uh huh." I said still picking up my things. I stood up and I was face-to-face with the guy that had walked into the coffee shop. He looked at me and said, "The coffees good." All I could think to say was, "That's good." I laughed nervously. "Okay, well, your total is $7.91." I got a ten out of my wallet. "Out of $10. Your change is $2.09." "Thank you" was all that I could muster. As he was handing me my bag he said, "So, how long have you been working in the coffee shop?" I was taken aback; this guy was actually talking to me. Me, Isabel Matheson. After a pause, "Uh, about a month now. I was only working weekends, but I need more money, so I now work during the week." Good one Isabel, tell him your whole damn schedule. "What about you?" "Well, for awhile now. I'm working for my stepmothers sister." Before I say anything stupid I looked at my watch and said, "Oh! My break's just about over. I better get back. It was nice talking to you." I stepped back and began to turn around until he
said, "Likewise, Have a nice day"! and smiled at me. I smiled back and left the bookshop. As I walked back to the coffee shop all I could do was smile.
CHAPTER 2
"Isabel...Earth to Isabel. Is...." Mary was trying to get my attention as I was washing the counters just after closing. "Isabel, I think that if you wash that spot anymore there wont be a table." "Huh? Oh, silly me." "Girl, what is up with you today? One minute you're cleaning the filter the next you're making coffee with no coffee in the filter, and now you're wiping the table as if you're trying to make it disappear." I stopped wiping the table and sat in the chair. "I don't know its weird." "Are you hung up on some guy or something?" Mary said as she turned on the radio, then she walked over to the table I was sitting at, Train's "Drops of Jupiter" played on the radio. "No...yes...I don't know." "Well, what is it, yes or no?" Mary sat down while I stood up. "You know that book shop that we go to sometimes?" "Yeah, what about it? Well, there's this guy that works there..." "Oh yeah, I've seen him...he's hot...I digress...go on." I started to pace as I told her the story about our encounters, when I finished Mary said, "So, what are you going to do?" "I don't know. Forget about it, I mean that's about all that I can do. I had begun to sulk (Mary knows that when I sulk not to bother me a few minutes.) and clean the rest of the tables. As I was finishing the last table I said, "You know what I don't
think that I'm going to think anything about it. I mean it was a chance meeting and its not like anything is ever going to happen with us anyway." Mary just smiled at me and shook her head because she knew that I would dwell on this for a while. "Okay Isabel, if you say so." With that I stuck my tongue out at Mary.
We had just finished and were walking out the door when I remembered that I had forgotten my book on the counter. "Why don't you go ahead, I got the key." "You sure?" "Yeah, don't worry about me. I'll just grab my book and be on my way home. I promise." "Okay, fine, call me later about tomorrow night." "I will, goodnight Mary!" "Night Isabel." I ran back in and grabbed my book. After locking the door I was on my way home.
When I got home that night my mom and dad weren't home. That wasn't really a surprise. You see my father is a huge lawyer in town and my mother is, well, what can I say a socialite puts it mildly. They met when they were in college at Yale, go figure. Anyway enough about my parental units... I went straight to my room. As I set down my bag I turned my CD player on. The song that came on was Mandy Moore's "Walk Me Home." I changed into my cloud pajama bottoms and a blue tank top singing to the song. As I brushed my hair I thought about the guy from the coffee shop and bookshop. Like he could ever like someone like me. Someone like Isabel Matheson. I went to look in my full-length mirror. I gave myself a full rundown. Hair, curly red-brown; eyes, brown; body type, hourglass. Then I said aloud to myself, Isabel, stop dreaming. I picked up the telephone and dialed Mary's number. "So, are you going to come with me to Jake's party tomorrow night?" Silently I thought another party hosted by Mary's boyfriend Jake. "I don't know Mary, I mean, I don't know if I have anything to wear." "You are such a liar, you've got that great denim skirt and black sweater that you just got. I know that it'd look wonderful on you." "I don't know. What if my parents won't let m" "No... All right then, so ask...no tell them you're going out with me to a party then that'll be that." "I still don't know" "Is..." "Okay, okay. I'll go. That is if some hot guy doesn't ask me out first." "Good! I'll see you tomorrow at work then?" "Yep. Night!" "Night!" I hung up the phone thinking, I can't believe that I just agreed to go to some random party that I don't even want to go to. Oh well. It's already done. I turned off my stereo and got into bed. I picked up my book, an old classic, a book of Shakespeare's sonnets.
I never thought that Id fall in love. I mean, yes, I do believe in love, but not for me. Hell I never thought that Id have a prince charming. In fact, when I had turned 18 I had just finished high school, I had never gone on a date (prom doesn't count) and had barely had my first kiss. So, you see I didn't think that I had love anywhere in the near future. That all changed however when I met him...Eli Sammler.
CHAPTER 1
The day that I first met him was when I was working in the coffee shop. It was one of those windy days that it just felt good to have a nice cup of coffee in hand and just be. Which meant that there was a long line of people constantly going in and out of the shop. It was approaching my break time and I was at the register. I was on my last two customers then I was to switch with Mary, my best friend. I had finished with one customer and was turned around when I said, "Next in line please." I had turned around and behind me was the most gorgeous guy that I had ever met. He had brown eyes and brown spiked hair, he was pretty tall, and I'd have to say about 6 feet and somewhat built. I stammered and finally said. "Hi...um...what can I...um...what can I...how can I help you?" I laughed at myself and he chuckled. I thought, wow he's even got a great laugh. He then said, "Yes you can help me. Can I have two coffees, black?" "Sure. Is that all?" I thought to myself, do you want my number too? But, he said, "Nah, that's good." "Okay, your total is $3.63, out of $5. Okay, here's your change $1.37." "Thanks!" I got the two coffees and gave them to him. Our fingers barely touched, but there was a connection. Have a nice day! You too. And then he was gone. I rolled my eyes and turned to Mary and said, "Mar, I'm going on break. I'll be back in thirty." as I made myself a cup of black coffee. "Okay, Isabel." I took off the apron that I was wearing and put in under the counter. I grabbed my coat and bag off the coat rack that we keep in the back and left from behind the counter. "Okay, I'm out." I said to Mary. "Okay! Hey, can you stop off at the bookstore for me and pick me up the new cosmo? I'll pay you back later." "No problem! See ya!"
I walked out of the coffee shop and was instantly hit with a gust of wind. I thought to myself, hurry up and get to the bookshop and things will be much warmer. I thought about the guy that had walked in. It was just my luck that some hot guy would walk in and not think one thing about me. Just another girl at the coffee shop register acting like a dork. I was so lost in my thoughts that completely passed the bookshop. When I got to the crosswalk I noticed my mistake and walked back shaking my head. There I go again, going off into Never Never Land.
I opened the door to the bookshop and found my way to the magazine section. Okay, EW, People, Glamour, Seventeen, I said to myself, Oh! Cosmo. I grabbed the magazine and headed to the register, before I could make it there though I noticed the stack of books on the clearance table. I looked through them and came across a book that I wanted and walked to the register. The guy who was at the counter had his back turned and I set the magazine and book on the counter. Just as he turned around I dropped my bag and my wallet fell out. The guy said, "Is everything okay?" "Yeah, I just dropped something." "Will this be all?" "Uh huh." I said still picking up my things. I stood up and I was face-to-face with the guy that had walked into the coffee shop. He looked at me and said, "The coffees good." All I could think to say was, "That's good." I laughed nervously. "Okay, well, your total is $7.91." I got a ten out of my wallet. "Out of $10. Your change is $2.09." "Thank you" was all that I could muster. As he was handing me my bag he said, "So, how long have you been working in the coffee shop?" I was taken aback; this guy was actually talking to me. Me, Isabel Matheson. After a pause, "Uh, about a month now. I was only working weekends, but I need more money, so I now work during the week." Good one Isabel, tell him your whole damn schedule. "What about you?" "Well, for awhile now. I'm working for my stepmothers sister." Before I say anything stupid I looked at my watch and said, "Oh! My break's just about over. I better get back. It was nice talking to you." I stepped back and began to turn around until he
said, "Likewise, Have a nice day"! and smiled at me. I smiled back and left the bookshop. As I walked back to the coffee shop all I could do was smile.
CHAPTER 2
"Isabel...Earth to Isabel. Is...." Mary was trying to get my attention as I was washing the counters just after closing. "Isabel, I think that if you wash that spot anymore there wont be a table." "Huh? Oh, silly me." "Girl, what is up with you today? One minute you're cleaning the filter the next you're making coffee with no coffee in the filter, and now you're wiping the table as if you're trying to make it disappear." I stopped wiping the table and sat in the chair. "I don't know its weird." "Are you hung up on some guy or something?" Mary said as she turned on the radio, then she walked over to the table I was sitting at, Train's "Drops of Jupiter" played on the radio. "No...yes...I don't know." "Well, what is it, yes or no?" Mary sat down while I stood up. "You know that book shop that we go to sometimes?" "Yeah, what about it? Well, there's this guy that works there..." "Oh yeah, I've seen him...he's hot...I digress...go on." I started to pace as I told her the story about our encounters, when I finished Mary said, "So, what are you going to do?" "I don't know. Forget about it, I mean that's about all that I can do. I had begun to sulk (Mary knows that when I sulk not to bother me a few minutes.) and clean the rest of the tables. As I was finishing the last table I said, "You know what I don't
think that I'm going to think anything about it. I mean it was a chance meeting and its not like anything is ever going to happen with us anyway." Mary just smiled at me and shook her head because she knew that I would dwell on this for a while. "Okay Isabel, if you say so." With that I stuck my tongue out at Mary.
We had just finished and were walking out the door when I remembered that I had forgotten my book on the counter. "Why don't you go ahead, I got the key." "You sure?" "Yeah, don't worry about me. I'll just grab my book and be on my way home. I promise." "Okay, fine, call me later about tomorrow night." "I will, goodnight Mary!" "Night Isabel." I ran back in and grabbed my book. After locking the door I was on my way home.
When I got home that night my mom and dad weren't home. That wasn't really a surprise. You see my father is a huge lawyer in town and my mother is, well, what can I say a socialite puts it mildly. They met when they were in college at Yale, go figure. Anyway enough about my parental units... I went straight to my room. As I set down my bag I turned my CD player on. The song that came on was Mandy Moore's "Walk Me Home." I changed into my cloud pajama bottoms and a blue tank top singing to the song. As I brushed my hair I thought about the guy from the coffee shop and bookshop. Like he could ever like someone like me. Someone like Isabel Matheson. I went to look in my full-length mirror. I gave myself a full rundown. Hair, curly red-brown; eyes, brown; body type, hourglass. Then I said aloud to myself, Isabel, stop dreaming. I picked up the telephone and dialed Mary's number. "So, are you going to come with me to Jake's party tomorrow night?" Silently I thought another party hosted by Mary's boyfriend Jake. "I don't know Mary, I mean, I don't know if I have anything to wear." "You are such a liar, you've got that great denim skirt and black sweater that you just got. I know that it'd look wonderful on you." "I don't know. What if my parents won't let m" "No... All right then, so ask...no tell them you're going out with me to a party then that'll be that." "I still don't know" "Is..." "Okay, okay. I'll go. That is if some hot guy doesn't ask me out first." "Good! I'll see you tomorrow at work then?" "Yep. Night!" "Night!" I hung up the phone thinking, I can't believe that I just agreed to go to some random party that I don't even want to go to. Oh well. It's already done. I turned off my stereo and got into bed. I picked up my book, an old classic, a book of Shakespeare's sonnets.