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Jen/Sammy/Mandie
P.S.: Someone suggested that the chapters should be longer. Well, this originally started out as a pass around story among the three of us and we were only allowed to write one page. So, this is as much as our handwritings could fit on one page. Sorry!
The Café du Soleil was a small place a few blocks from my house. As I pulled open the door, the aroma of coffee mixed with danishes washed over me. Quiet jazz music blended with voices to complete the atmosphere. Glancing around, I finally caught sight of Cole sitting at a table at the back corner of the room. My heart skipped a beat as he looked up at me and smiled. I hadn't lied when I told Paige how gorgeous he was. Adjusting my bag- I was going right to kickboxing and need my equipment- I walked towards him, smiling all the way. As I approached he turned away for a second, and when I got to the table he seemed to be talking to himself.
"Hey, who're ya talking to?" I asked, as I set my bag on the ground and took a seat across from him.
"No one," he replied, turning back towards me and flashing a smile. Something beside him moved and seemed to disappear under the table. My confusion must have been showing on my face, because he asked, "What?"
"Nothing," I replied, smiling in turn. "Just though I saw something."
"Yeah, too much geometry will do that to you." We laughed together, and the sound was music to my ears. "You want anything to drink?" he asked.
"No, thanks, I actually can't stay. Kickboxing class."
"Oh, well have fun," he said smiling again. But as I picked up my bag and walked toward the exit, a feeling began to gnaw at me. He had been talking to someone, hadn't he? And had moved under the table?
I sighed as I pushed open the door and stepped back out into the sunlight. There was something different about Cole Turner, and I would find out what it was.
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Jen/Sammy/Mandie
P.S.: Someone suggested that the chapters should be longer. Well, this originally started out as a pass around story among the three of us and we were only allowed to write one page. So, this is as much as our handwritings could fit on one page. Sorry!
The Café du Soleil was a small place a few blocks from my house. As I pulled open the door, the aroma of coffee mixed with danishes washed over me. Quiet jazz music blended with voices to complete the atmosphere. Glancing around, I finally caught sight of Cole sitting at a table at the back corner of the room. My heart skipped a beat as he looked up at me and smiled. I hadn't lied when I told Paige how gorgeous he was. Adjusting my bag- I was going right to kickboxing and need my equipment- I walked towards him, smiling all the way. As I approached he turned away for a second, and when I got to the table he seemed to be talking to himself.
"Hey, who're ya talking to?" I asked, as I set my bag on the ground and took a seat across from him.
"No one," he replied, turning back towards me and flashing a smile. Something beside him moved and seemed to disappear under the table. My confusion must have been showing on my face, because he asked, "What?"
"Nothing," I replied, smiling in turn. "Just though I saw something."
"Yeah, too much geometry will do that to you." We laughed together, and the sound was music to my ears. "You want anything to drink?" he asked.
"No, thanks, I actually can't stay. Kickboxing class."
"Oh, well have fun," he said smiling again. But as I picked up my bag and walked toward the exit, a feeling began to gnaw at me. He had been talking to someone, hadn't he? And had moved under the table?
I sighed as I pushed open the door and stepped back out into the sunlight. There was something different about Cole Turner, and I would find out what it was.
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