Eli:

She rustled his dark brown hair, her light eyes shining in the dim cafe' lights. I'll admit it, I was jealous. I'd been watching her for a month now, ever since I'd seen her in the Farmer's Market, knowing she'd come back to me once again. I can keep her this time, show her all she's capable of. Finally.

The rain slowly started to drench me from head to toe. I had to go inside, introudce myself. I COULD NOT mess this up. Any mistake would send it... crumbling down. I shivered at the thought of this failing. But Mika was in there, while they were playing teenage romance.

you know what I mean, leaning over the counter so you could be closer to flirt, slowly touching his face, flirting, smiling thinking you look amazing, with the butterflies filling you all the way up. Jealousy.

I gripped the handle, and pulled the door towards me. Her zone was the second booth towards the window. It was Tuesday. The low lights casted odd shadows on the floor, while a slow song played over the speakers and hushed murmurs filled my ears.

My shoes squeaked, while I was hopefully walking gracefully to my seat as she said a moments farewell to Mika, as his dark brown eyes gently glanced over his shoulder, and smiled into his cup of cold coffee he had been sipping on for the past 5 minutes.

I sat down, with emotions of nervousness, anticipation, and fear filling me, and curling my toes in my shoes. I couldn't mess this up, this moment was gold to me if I wanted her to be mine again. As she walked over to me, treating me as every other normal person who walked into the Cafe'.

She had a black notebook in her hand, left to be exact, and as my eyes rose to make contact with her mint green eyes, flashbacks of earlier times filled my mind. Those same green eyes.

The 1500's of when she had fallen off the cliff, the 1700's when she was robbed and murdered infront of my eyes, the 1800's when she had been trampled. The same green eyes. She hadn't changed much, except to what her generation now excepted.

"Hello? Can I help you?" I knocked back into reality. She was now standing right infront of me, with an annoyed look on her face. Her voice hadn't changed either, it still had the same sweet, velvet tone to it, but now it was filled with agitation. Soft curls surrounded her face.

"Hello?" I looked at her and smiled. " Yes you can help me, can I have a cup of coffee?"