::Author's Notes- Hello again, I borrowed Smallville's coffee shop names,
hey, I couldn't think of my own on such short notice. I also borrowed the
line from Vespers "Ice and fire, we are opposites it seems. You so
reserved, I so outgoing. Who would know that two such different women can
be sisters of the same soul." Sorry Melete, but it was a great memory! And
please forgive me if those mochachinos and frappuchinos don't exist, I've
never been to a coffee shop!!!
Chapter Five: A Friend That Is More Than A Friend
Amy strolled down main street to a local cofee shop unknown to many of the "popular" kids. The Beanery used to be really high in demands but as soon as The Talon opened up no one ever seemed to go to the Beanery anymore.
Sure The Talon was stylish and more carefully decorated but their product was what counted.The cofee was supposed to be wonderful, but in reality it was *really* wasn't.
The ink-like substance was no more appitizing than the actual ink from the squid. It tasted like like it, only foamier, and thicker. But for some mysterious and bizarre reason the teenagers perfered that disturbing flavor over the rich and over-caffined mochachino served at The Beanery.
A couple of people still went there, for some peace and quiet, but of course no one "cool" was really intersested in that, all they wanted to do was curse and party all night long. Amy curled up her lips, it appeared funny to her how people misunderstood the definition of "cool".
Acording to the diictionary and her common knowledege, "cool" was defined as neither warm nor very cold. But no many people seemed to listen, not many people seemed to care about anything she had to say.
Serena was a great friend but lets admit it, she NOT the brightest bulb in the attic. Amy would try to talk to her about how she really felt but Serena, aside from having a short attention span, just sat there mouth hanging open, eyes wandering away, pretending to listen.
And Rei, she was a golden opportunity, whenever Amy tried to talk to her she would blurt out the first peice of advice that came to mind, not thinking before answering. Plus she was so blunt and often times quite rude, Amy couldn't understand how two people so diverse could become sisters of the same soul.
Now Leda, she was a tough cookie, like Rei she always brought a quick solution to a problem. A stupid solution but a quick one. As soon as a response came to her head she told it out to everyone, but she wasn't being rude, it was just in her job description.
And finally Mina, bubbly, ditzy and SOOOO clueless. She was never up to date and never showed any interest in anything, aside shopping and reaching her goal of becoming a super star.
Amy grinned once again, how could both leaders be so out of it, maybe it was a blonde thing, yeah that must have been the deal.
Because how could two women so flakey and mindless and down right dumb be the head of a super hero squad out to save the world, not to mention people's energy, pure heart's, dream mirror's and star seeds.
The gods or who ever in the heck chose them must no have been ver wise, not very wise at all. They should have picked someone responsible, strong, smart, sensitive,and realiable. But no, they had to go for the blondes.
Amy spotted a chair by the counter and peeked in over the table. "Andrew, are you there"? "Hey Amy". Andrew's voice was calm and present as always happy to see a friend. "Hi Andrew". "What can I get you"? he asked, somewhat amused at the fake smile planted on her face, as if she didn't order the same thing everyday. "Hmm, let me see, whats new"? Amy questioned him sarcastically, as if she didn't order the same thing everday.
Andrew cheerfully decided to play along, "Our specialty is a triple mochachino, vanilla and chocolate and lots of caffine". "Perfect". Amy looked over to him, his eyes shining, always happy. How could someone manage to keep a bright smile for so long?
"Exellent choice, let me run the order". Amy dissapeared inside the doors and moments later returned carrying a plastic cup filled with coffee and artificial flavor mixes, topped off with lots of foam and whip cream.
Andrew slid the cup over to Amy on the counter, while noticing her thoughtful expression. "What's on your mind"? Amy stared at the marble surface as if recollecting her thoughts. "Hello, anybody in there"? Andrew asked, lifting his hands in front of her eyes trying to snap her out of it. "Huh"? she asked sheepishly, still unaware he had been directing her. "Are you okay"? "Yes, sorry, I guess I spaced out for a second there". Amy looked down once again, curling her fingers around the cup and raising it up to her mouth, quietly taking a sip."Amy, is something wrong"? Andrew asked concered.
"You've been pretty distrcted lately". Andrew stated while slightly wiping some coffee stain off the counter. "I'm sorry, it's just that I was thinking about something". Amy answered, once again bringing the mug to her lips.
"About what"? "Nothing". Amy swung her hand in a forget-about-it gesture. "Come Amy, you know you can tell me".Andrew stared at her waiting for her to speak, to leave, to do something. After a brief moment, Amy spoke out. "Well, you see, I've been having these dreams". Amy began but stopped to tuck away a few stray strands of hair behind her ears.
"Uhuh, go on". Amy paused to look down at herself through her reflection on the black liquid. "It was...okay. I'll cut to the chase. Lets say you have this friend, who has another friend who has a friend that is more than just a friend, let's say that I, I mean this friend used to have or still may have feelings for her or his friend's friend which is more than just a friend."
Amy took a deep breath and gasped for air, saying all that in one sentence was pretty difficult. "Okay"? "I've heard this "let's say you have this friend" deal several times, 99.9% this friend is you". "Well, I'm not this friend". "Are you sure"? "Positive". "Are you really sure"? "Yes". Amy responded gruntly. "Are you really, really sure"? "Yes, I'm really, really sure". Amy oviously annoyed.
"Sorry". Andrew slowly backed away, afraid that Amy would ark something at him. "Listen, I'm sorry, I just have a lot on my mind, I'll see you later". Amy placed a five dollar bill on the counter and passed it over to him. "It's on me". He gave her a friendly smile and enclosed the money in her hand. "Thanks". Amy stood up and headed for the door when she heared Andrew call after her, "Hey, I do charge for physcology"!
Chapter Five: A Friend That Is More Than A Friend
Amy strolled down main street to a local cofee shop unknown to many of the "popular" kids. The Beanery used to be really high in demands but as soon as The Talon opened up no one ever seemed to go to the Beanery anymore.
Sure The Talon was stylish and more carefully decorated but their product was what counted.The cofee was supposed to be wonderful, but in reality it was *really* wasn't.
The ink-like substance was no more appitizing than the actual ink from the squid. It tasted like like it, only foamier, and thicker. But for some mysterious and bizarre reason the teenagers perfered that disturbing flavor over the rich and over-caffined mochachino served at The Beanery.
A couple of people still went there, for some peace and quiet, but of course no one "cool" was really intersested in that, all they wanted to do was curse and party all night long. Amy curled up her lips, it appeared funny to her how people misunderstood the definition of "cool".
Acording to the diictionary and her common knowledege, "cool" was defined as neither warm nor very cold. But no many people seemed to listen, not many people seemed to care about anything she had to say.
Serena was a great friend but lets admit it, she NOT the brightest bulb in the attic. Amy would try to talk to her about how she really felt but Serena, aside from having a short attention span, just sat there mouth hanging open, eyes wandering away, pretending to listen.
And Rei, she was a golden opportunity, whenever Amy tried to talk to her she would blurt out the first peice of advice that came to mind, not thinking before answering. Plus she was so blunt and often times quite rude, Amy couldn't understand how two people so diverse could become sisters of the same soul.
Now Leda, she was a tough cookie, like Rei she always brought a quick solution to a problem. A stupid solution but a quick one. As soon as a response came to her head she told it out to everyone, but she wasn't being rude, it was just in her job description.
And finally Mina, bubbly, ditzy and SOOOO clueless. She was never up to date and never showed any interest in anything, aside shopping and reaching her goal of becoming a super star.
Amy grinned once again, how could both leaders be so out of it, maybe it was a blonde thing, yeah that must have been the deal.
Because how could two women so flakey and mindless and down right dumb be the head of a super hero squad out to save the world, not to mention people's energy, pure heart's, dream mirror's and star seeds.
The gods or who ever in the heck chose them must no have been ver wise, not very wise at all. They should have picked someone responsible, strong, smart, sensitive,and realiable. But no, they had to go for the blondes.
Amy spotted a chair by the counter and peeked in over the table. "Andrew, are you there"? "Hey Amy". Andrew's voice was calm and present as always happy to see a friend. "Hi Andrew". "What can I get you"? he asked, somewhat amused at the fake smile planted on her face, as if she didn't order the same thing everyday. "Hmm, let me see, whats new"? Amy questioned him sarcastically, as if she didn't order the same thing everday.
Andrew cheerfully decided to play along, "Our specialty is a triple mochachino, vanilla and chocolate and lots of caffine". "Perfect". Amy looked over to him, his eyes shining, always happy. How could someone manage to keep a bright smile for so long?
"Exellent choice, let me run the order". Amy dissapeared inside the doors and moments later returned carrying a plastic cup filled with coffee and artificial flavor mixes, topped off with lots of foam and whip cream.
Andrew slid the cup over to Amy on the counter, while noticing her thoughtful expression. "What's on your mind"? Amy stared at the marble surface as if recollecting her thoughts. "Hello, anybody in there"? Andrew asked, lifting his hands in front of her eyes trying to snap her out of it. "Huh"? she asked sheepishly, still unaware he had been directing her. "Are you okay"? "Yes, sorry, I guess I spaced out for a second there". Amy looked down once again, curling her fingers around the cup and raising it up to her mouth, quietly taking a sip."Amy, is something wrong"? Andrew asked concered.
"You've been pretty distrcted lately". Andrew stated while slightly wiping some coffee stain off the counter. "I'm sorry, it's just that I was thinking about something". Amy answered, once again bringing the mug to her lips.
"About what"? "Nothing". Amy swung her hand in a forget-about-it gesture. "Come Amy, you know you can tell me".Andrew stared at her waiting for her to speak, to leave, to do something. After a brief moment, Amy spoke out. "Well, you see, I've been having these dreams". Amy began but stopped to tuck away a few stray strands of hair behind her ears.
"Uhuh, go on". Amy paused to look down at herself through her reflection on the black liquid. "It was...okay. I'll cut to the chase. Lets say you have this friend, who has another friend who has a friend that is more than just a friend, let's say that I, I mean this friend used to have or still may have feelings for her or his friend's friend which is more than just a friend."
Amy took a deep breath and gasped for air, saying all that in one sentence was pretty difficult. "Okay"? "I've heard this "let's say you have this friend" deal several times, 99.9% this friend is you". "Well, I'm not this friend". "Are you sure"? "Positive". "Are you really sure"? "Yes". Amy responded gruntly. "Are you really, really sure"? "Yes, I'm really, really sure". Amy oviously annoyed.
"Sorry". Andrew slowly backed away, afraid that Amy would ark something at him. "Listen, I'm sorry, I just have a lot on my mind, I'll see you later". Amy placed a five dollar bill on the counter and passed it over to him. "It's on me". He gave her a friendly smile and enclosed the money in her hand. "Thanks". Amy stood up and headed for the door when she heared Andrew call after her, "Hey, I do charge for physcology"!