Zane grabbed their bagels and water and turned around to see someone talking to Maura. He raised his eyebrows cause Marua was 'talking' back.
"Excuse me." He said as he walked up behind the girl with ... well, orange hair. There was no other way to describe it.
She turned around.
"Hey! Maura says you are her boyfriend! Nice to meet you I'm Trea!" the girl said sticking out her hand.
Zane looked at her hand then at the tray in his hands. He balanced it on one arm and shook her hand.
"Zane."
"So I noticed your shirt said 'Sun God' on it. So do you like Apollo or something? Isn't he the sun god in greek mythology?"
Zane laughed and saw Maura looked up nervously.
"Yeah, I'm like him" He said then set the tray down and sat down next to Maura.
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Showing posts with label Maura and Zane. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Early Saturday Morning
"I'm telling you, Maura," Zane said, pulling her into the coffee shop. "This is the best place on earth."
"Then why couldn't we have stayed on Olympus?" she grumbled. Lately, Zane had been able to pull more words out of her, and her constant reliance on nonverbal communication was waning.
"Because Olympus isn't earth. Coffee's too perfect up there. I can't take it anymore."
Zane slid into a booth, looking expectedly from Maura to the empty booth seat across from him. Maura sighed and sat down, looking around. There was a guy sipping a cup of coffee from a straw at a table, his fingers running over the keys of his laptop. A girl with long black hair streaked in front with red had her feet up on another chair, cupping the white mug in her hands, blowing on the steam. A book was propped against her knees. Two Japanese students were chatting in their native language in another booth.
"How did you find this place?" Maura asked.
"Um...I don't remember. Hades, I think. Hold on, I'll be right back."
He got up, walking over to the barista to order the coffee and some bagels.
A girl burst in, orange hair flying around her face from the wind outside. She pulled it back, sticking a patch of green hair behind her hair. She looked around, obviously searching for someone in particular.
"Ranna!"
Apparently she had found that someone. The girl with her feet propped up tensed, caught by surprise, then rolled her eyes. She went back to her book, ignoring the girl that was pulling a chair out at her table, making a terrible screeching noise against the stone floor. Carrot-top started chattering at high speeds to the girl named Ranna.
"Trea."
Chatter.
"Trea."
Chatter.
"Trea."
Chatter.
"Trea!"
The chatter stopped. "Yeah?"
"You didn't get decaf this morning, did you?"
"Then why couldn't we have stayed on Olympus?" she grumbled. Lately, Zane had been able to pull more words out of her, and her constant reliance on nonverbal communication was waning.
"Because Olympus isn't earth. Coffee's too perfect up there. I can't take it anymore."
Zane slid into a booth, looking expectedly from Maura to the empty booth seat across from him. Maura sighed and sat down, looking around. There was a guy sipping a cup of coffee from a straw at a table, his fingers running over the keys of his laptop. A girl with long black hair streaked in front with red had her feet up on another chair, cupping the white mug in her hands, blowing on the steam. A book was propped against her knees. Two Japanese students were chatting in their native language in another booth.
"How did you find this place?" Maura asked.
"Um...I don't remember. Hades, I think. Hold on, I'll be right back."
He got up, walking over to the barista to order the coffee and some bagels.
A girl burst in, orange hair flying around her face from the wind outside. She pulled it back, sticking a patch of green hair behind her hair. She looked around, obviously searching for someone in particular.
"Ranna!"
Apparently she had found that someone. The girl with her feet propped up tensed, caught by surprise, then rolled her eyes. She went back to her book, ignoring the girl that was pulling a chair out at her table, making a terrible screeching noise against the stone floor. Carrot-top started chattering at high speeds to the girl named Ranna.
"Trea."
Chatter.
"Trea."
Chatter.
"Trea."
Chatter.
"Trea!"
The chatter stopped. "Yeah?"
"You didn't get decaf this morning, did you?"
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