𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮I start wrapping the presents I got for my family and coworkers. I start wrapping moms present firstwhich is a book called Out of My Dreams by Sharon. M Draper. Mom is a huge fan and she has readalmost all of Sharon’s books. I tape the wrapping paper together when I hear my doorbell soundagain. I swear under my breath and yank the door open. I look at the package with a coldexpression and I grab it. Of course, Kieran Birdwhistle again. I slam the door and put the packagedown on the counter. Why couldn’t this stupid package come this morning like yesterday? I put atowel over the package so I won’t have the urge to throw it out the window. I walk back to the couchand I continue getting everybody’s presents wrapped.~I walk into Rainy Day, which is a coffee shop near my house. I run into the shop because the air is alot colder than two weeks ago. I shiver once I’m in the shop and I walk towards the counter. Awoman that looks like she is in high school with ginger hair and green eyes smiles and asks mewhat I’d like to order. “Chocolate Tier, please.” I say politely and she grabs a plastic cup and a blackmarker. “What’s your name?”“Belle,” I say and she writes the drink and my name down onto the cup. She turns around and walksover to the back counter and starts making the drink. I turn around and take a seat at a stool nearthe counter. Like the old-timey diners back in the 60s. The stool is red. A few more people walk inand order, and just as the ginger haired girl comes back with my drink, she tells me the price and Itake out my wallet and I pay her. I take a seat at the stool I was at previously and as I’m drinking mycoffee, I get a glimpse of my neighbor walking in. I’m two stools away from the front counter and Itake a glance at him while he’s not looking. I look away and take another sip. I feel his eyes on meas he walks around me and takes a seat beside me. “Hi,” He says, getting comfy. I smile softly athim and take another sip. I swirl my drink around a little and I place it back on the counter. “Are youthe woman from the post office?” He asks and turns around so he is facing me. He’s a bit closerthan I intended. And his leg brushes the side of my leg. A shiver runs down my spine. I realize Ididn't answer him and he’s still looking at me. His face still has that cold expression. “Yeah,” I sayquickly and the ginger haired woman comes back with his drink. He gets up and pays, then comesback with his drink and sits back down. “Uh…are you excited for Christmas?” I ask hesitatingly,hoping to fill this awkward silence. He takes a sip and looks back at me. He shrugs. “Yeah, myfamily lives near me and they have a lot of plans. So it makes this a lot more exciting.” I rememberwhen mom told me that her and dad have a lot of plans and they are bringing me along. I want toask him what plans he has for the month but I snap my mouth shut. I probably would sound nosy if Idid. I take a sip and we sit in silence. I finish my coffee and I throw it away. I come back to retrievemy purse and I slide it onto my shoulder. I smile softly at him. “It was nice talking to you…see youaround.” I say and he looks at me, his face softening a little and the corners of his mouth turnsomewhat into a smile. “See ya.” He says and I turn around towards the door. As I’m pushing thedoor open, I feel his eyes on me until I walk outside of the shop.
