Hot Chocolate for Two((Scott))

Abryl Simms

Abryl wandered down the street, the cool autumn air brushing past her face. It felt good to get out and stretch after the long car ride, and anyways, it was a beautiful day. So where was that café again? Abryl knew it was somewhere along this road, but she hadn’t been in a while. However, that didn’t prevent her from remembering what had happened the last time she has been in town. The café had been pretty packed because it had been raining outside. Just as she was entering, a large group was also leaving. They were all joking around and singing some song together, but one voice stuck out. It was a guy’s voice to be specific. He sang quietly, but perfectly on pitch. When Abryl had turned to see who he was, the group had disappeared around the corner. But that voice had always stayed in her head, and now, here she was going back to the place where she had heard it.

Abryl pushed the door open and entered the café. The place wasn’t very full, only a few of the tables were occupied. Abryl glanced around, wondering if she would see the guy, hoping she would recognize him right away. No such luck, but there were a couple of guys in there around her age. Abryl went to the counter and ordered a peppermint hot chocolate to warm her cold hands. The whole jeans, boots, and red Patagonia pullover thing wasn’t really keeping her warm. After all, she was the daughter of Apollo, and she much preferred a hot, sunny afternoon. After waiting a couple minutes, Abryl received her steaming drink and went to a two person booth near the window. She pulled out her book, but didn't really read it. As she sipped her drink, she glanced around the café. There was one boy in the corner with dark hair reading a book, and another at a table closer to her listening to his ipod. I wonder if one of them is the guy I heard?

Abryl Simms

Abryl glanced up as the door opened and a rush of cool air came in. A boy entered the cafe, around her age with dark brown hair. He went up to the counter and ordered a drink like Abryl had. At one point, he turned so that Abryl could see his face. Oh my lord. He was way too familiar for comfort. Was he...? Abryl had no way to be sure. She turned to reading when a deep voice spoke up, asking to sit across from her. It was the same guy from the counter standing just at the end of her table. "Yeah, of course!" Abryl said with a smile. After all, she wasn't planning on meeting anyone and the seat was free. She folded the page in her book and put in away. She took a sip from her steaming hot chocolate. She guessed she should start a conversation, but she wasn't always very good at this, especially around guys. Smiling at him again, she said, "I'm Abryl. Abryl Simms. Nice to meet you. And you are?"