Who are you?
Strangers~It was a beautiful morning and my best friend and I decided to go to Starbucks. I was already on my way there when she send me a message that she was going to be late. I ordered my Cookie Dough Frappuccino and sat on my usual seat. I texted my friend that I was at Starbucks and I leaned back at my seat closing my eyes enjoying the moment. I opened my eyes and saw a boy staring at me. Why is he staring at me? Do I have something on my face?
I took my phone trying to see my face. The boy chuckled and looked away. WTF is his problem? I tried not to pay him attention and continued drinking my Frappuccino. I could tell that he was still staring at me. With the corner of my eye, I saw him standing up making he's way towards me. I looked up and he leaned closer, wiping my mouth with his finger and then his finger. I blushed! "W-what a-are you doing?" I asked. "You had some cream on your lips" He chuckled before going to the bathroom. You could have told me Idiot!! His voice was nice, and his fingers soft. I don't think that he's a bad person.
I saw my friend running towards me and I decided to forget about that guy. She sat in front of me and smiled. "Long time no see, nigga!" I laughed at her way of saying hello.
"Damn, I forgot to order, be right back" She said and stood up. When she left, I saw the guy from before, coming from the bathroom. He smirked when he saw that I was staring at him and came up to me. He leaned down and smelled my hair. "You smell kind of nice"
"S-Shut up, you idiot" And I slapped his arm, blushing. He lau
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