The Coffee Shop

Tegan Quin has coffee with the cute Sara Clement

(Sorry about spelling/grammatical errors, I have a minor form of dyslexia)

Tegan woke up the next morning to her alarm. It was too early to go get coffee with Sara, so she took a shower and got dressed. She decided to go with slim fitting jeans and a plaid button up, and to look more casual she rolled up the sleeves and threw on a three-quarter sleeve jean jacket. She looked in the mirror and was satisfied with the look. So she sent Sara a text to find out when she'd want to go get coffee.

T: Hey, it's Tegan. When do you want to go out? I was thinking 9:30

S: That sounds fine. Where do you wanna go?

T: A little shop called Bold Brews. Do you know it?

S: Yeah, it's only a couple blocks away...I think I'll walk. Unless you wanted to pick me up?

T: No, it's right under my building, so walking's fine.

Tegan took the elevator down to ground floor and walked out front to the corner cafe. She enjoyed spending her time writing songs in the little coffee shop. Plus, the manager had a crush on her and gave her discounts whenever she was working. So she definitely didn't feel like it was a waste of money to go buy a latte every couple of days.

She walked through the door, stood in the back of the line, and pulled out her phone to check her facebook. She had a message from Ted asking if she got anywhere with Sara last night. She chuckled and then sent him a reply explaining what was up.

"Next." Tegan looked up to the pretty face that was smiling at her, "Hey Tegan."

"Hi Lindsey," Tegan smiled back at the manager, "I'd like a scone."

"No coffee?" Lindsey looked a bit puzzled.

"Not yet. Someone is meeting me here, so I'll wait till she arrives to get my coffee."

"Ooh..." Lindsey's right eyebrow raised, "You have a date, huh?"

"I mean, I guess it's a date." Tegan shrugged, "It's just coffee though. I met her last night down at The Hap."

"How was your show?" Lindsey asked as she handed Tegan a scone.

"It went well. Best show I've had in Vancouver." Tegan reached to her left front pocket for her wallet.

"It's on the house honey." Lindsey motioned for her to keep the wallet in her pocket, "I hope your date goes well."

"Thanks!" Tegan smiled at Lindsey before turning to find her favorite spot in the corner next to the take away counter. It was her favorite because it was two arm chairs next to a small mahogany table.

She had just finished the scone when she looked up from the newspaper she had been glancing at, the man before her left it on the table, and she saw Sara walk into the shop. Tegan looked her up and down, taking in the pure beauty that was Sara Clement.

"Over here." She waved to get Sara's attention.

Sara waved back but stopped at the line, forcing Tegan to leave her comfortable arm chair and get into line beside Sara.

"Just to warn you, Lindsey might gush over you when we order."

"Who's Lindsey?" Sara looked quizzical and a bit nervous.

"She's the manager." Tegan tilted her head toward her while she smiled and took an order from a kind elderly gentleman.

"Is she a friend...girlfriend?" Sara asked hoping it was the first option and not the second.

"She's just a friend." Tegan chuckled knowing what must have been going through Sara's head, "Although she wishes whe were my girlfriend."

"Oh," Sara discreetly checked Lindsey out, "Should I be jealous then?"

"Just play it cool," Tegan and Sara were now second in line, "Nothing to be jealous about."

"Well hello again!" Lindsey had the biggest smile on her face, "I see you're cheating on me again."

Sara looked down at her shoes and started to shift her body toward the door.

"I'm only joking sweety." Lindsey gave Sara an apologetic smile.

"Come on Linds, be nice." Tegan chuckled and ordered a latte.

"I'm Lindsey by the way." She offered her hand to Sara.

"Sara." Sara said meekly and shook Lindsey's hand.

"What would you like?"

"A twelve ounce drip please." Sara decided to keep it simple, she loved having drip coffee in the morning, and she didn't want to by some expensive espresso drink.

"That'll be a dollar fifty." Lindsey said as the total popped up on the register.

"I'll pay." Tegan pulled out two bucks.

"Thanks." Sara smiled at Tegan.

"Okay Tegan, that'll be a dollar..." Tegan shot a look at Lindsey, "fifty."

Tegan paid and, after they got their coffee, lead Sara to the comfy chairs in the corner.

"This is a nice place." Sara said as she sipped her coffee.

"Yeah, it's always quite too." Tegan smiled as she took a drink of her latte, "Everybody goes to the Horton's around the block."

"I like quite coffee shops. They're a lot better to wake up to than a busy loud shop." Sara looked around, taking in the dim litted folksy feel of the coffee shop. She was surprised that anything could feel so calm in a city like Vancouver.

"Yeah, this is where I come to write my music." Tegan offered up this peace of information knowing that Sara was a fan of her music, and hoping it would Sara happy knowing she was sitting where her favorite songs were written.

"Really?" Sara looked at Tegan, "That explain the feel and style of your music then."

"Yeah," Tegan looked around, "It is the perfect place to write from my heart. This place sort of naturally draws it our of me."

"It's making me want to write songs," Sara took another look around, enamored now by the calming and inspiring feel that the shop had, "And I haven't written a song in years."

Tegan's eyes lit up, "You write songs?"

"Yeah, but they aren't anything like yours." Tegan blushed slightly at the compliment, "Plus I haven't written in so long I wont be able to write anything good anymore."

"I doubt that." Tegan smiled confidently, "I bet you are one of the best songwriters out there, but you just need someone to give you a little guidance."

Sara looked down at her coffee, "Thanks." She said weakly and then took a sip.

"Plus, with your looks, you could be the worst song writer and no one would care." Sara blushed and then looked over at Tegan who was biting her lower lip, nervous about the reaction she'd get.

"What's your excuse?"

Tegan was confused, "Huh?"

"If that's all it takes you should be a superstar."

"Right." Tegan said half rolling her eyes.

"I'm serious." Sara grabbed Tegan's hand, "You're beautiful Tegan."

"But I'm not beautiful." Tegan choked back a tear, "No one ever calls me beautiful."

"You are though." Sara rubbed her thumb on the back of tegan's hand. Then she pulled Tegan's head up by her chin, "You are the prettiest girl I've ever met. When my friend introduced me to your music I only listened because of how beautiful you looked on the cover of your EP."

"Really?" Tegan's face lit up.

"Really," Sara looked at Tegan with a stern expression, "So don't go around saying you aren't beautiful."

"Okay."

"Promise?" Sara asked, searching for eye contact.

Their eyes met and Tegan felt confident again, "I promise." She reached out and touched Sara's jaw. After a couple of seconds she pulled away.

"Good." Sara tried to stay calm, even though inside she was reeling from Tegan touching her face.

Before she could stop herself Tegan leaned across the small table and kissed her cheek. Then she quickly stood up and walked away, fighting against the emotion that was building up in her.

"What just happened?" Lindsey sounded a bit concerned.

"I just told her she was beautiful." Sara was a still in shock from Tegan's drastic reaction.

"Oh..." Lindsey's face went from concerned to completely serious, "She needed that Sara. She hasn't had the most loving people in her life. I don't think anyone's ever called her beautiful." She paused before adding, "At least not to her face."

"She said no one had. Do you know why?" Sara searched Lindsey's face, desperate to know why no one had ever told such and attractive person they were beautiful.

"I do, but She'll have to tell you when she's ready."

Sara's phone buzzed. "Okay, hopefully I'll see you around."

"Yeah."

Sara checked the text message, it was from Tegan.

T: I'm sorry I left in such a hurry.

S: It's okay.

T: Good. Because I was wondering what you were doing tomorrow night?

S: Seeing you again I hope.

T: Dinner and a movie?

S: Sounds good.

T: How's 7 sound?

S: 7's fine

T: See you then! :)

S: Yeah, see you then :)