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Mine Chapter One - Summer Time “Woo! School's over!”

Chapter One - Summer Time

“Woo! School's over!” my best friend Casey screamed, running out of the school, dancing around wildly. I laughed at her, running too, my schoolbag bouncing against my back. 
Everyone was laughing and shouting. Well, why wouldn't they be? We were free, for three whole months, after spending ages studying and doing tests and homework and having no social life. Now, we were free!
Our parents had agreed to let me and Casey go out into town after school. The sun was shining, and we had some money in our pockets.
“So, where do you want to go?!” Casey grinned, jumping onto the school wall.
I shrugged. “I honestly don’t know, Cas, you’re the one who knows the insides out of this town.”
She patted the side of the wall and I hauled myself up there, sitting beside her. “How about The Cosmic Café?”
I rolled my eyes at her playfully. The Cosmic Café was a small place downtown. It sold coffee, ice cream, cakes, scones, sweets – everything sweet and traditional. It was a hotspot for the local teenagers who headed there every Friday. I’d never been there, but Casey had – and a lot of times, too.
“Come on, Claire-Bear, it’ll be fun!” she whined. “Coffee and cute guys – it’s every girls dream!”
I sighed. “Cas, you know I’m not interested in dating or guys yet.”
“Well, you’d like the food, anyway!” Casey nudged me, so I finally gave in. Not because of the food, or anything. Just because my friend was pestering me…honest!
It was really hot and our grubby school jackets were sticking to us. We decided to take them off and wrap them around ourselves.
When we finally got there it was bustling with noise. As Casey opened the door a fresh wind blew into my face as the smell of coffee and tea filled up the room. I glanced around. Teenagers, everywhere. Girls with short skirts. Guys flirting with them, making perverted jokes. What a great way to start off the summer.
“Over here!” Casey grabbed me by the arm and dragged me over to a small table, two seats either side, by the windowsill.
I sat down awkwardly, as Casey dropped her bag exhaustedly and plunked down in the seat, stuffing a menu into my face.
I studied the menu and mumbled “I guess I’ll get an ice cream.”
“Scone and cold glass of water for me.” piped up Casey.
We headed up to the desk. Casey had told me about the lady who served the food; Magda, a kind old woman who gave you free coupons and mints after each purchase.
But who we saw in front of us wasn’t old. Wasn’t even a woman.
A ‘cute’ guy, as Casey would call it, stood at the desk. He had chocolate brown eyes and caramel hair which was slightly tousled.
“Hey,” he smiled at us.
I was speechless. Casey, however, cut to the chase.
“Where’s Magda?” she insisted.
“Magda? Oh, you mean gran! I’m her grandson, my name’s Ethan. She had me run the shop, because, you know, her arthritis is getting worse by the day. And you ladies are…?”
“Oh, right. I’m Casey.” Casey smirked at him.
“Hi, Casey.” He replied, then tilted his head to the side. “And you are?”
I looked around the room dumfoundedly, trying to find out who he was saying that to, then nearly slapped myself when I realized he was asking me.
“I’m Claire,” I stammered.
“Claire-Bear.” Added Casey.
“Cute! I like it.”  Ethan beamed. He took our orders and handed us our food on a tray.
“Thank you,” I said to him.
“No problem. Do you come here often?” he murmured.
“Yeah, I do.” Casey told him obnoxiously. “Claire-Bear is more of the introvert.”
“Aw.” Ethan nodded. “Well, please visit me every so often, so I’m not lonely. Pleeease?” he simpered, pulling a puppy face.
“I’ll think about it.” I laughed, as we headed up to our table.

Author's Note: Hi! I hope you liked my story so far! This is just going to be a draft, during the summer {ironically} when I have time, I'll be rewriting it properly {adding more details} and posting it up on WattPad. What did you think of the chapter? Do you have any suggestions for me? Have a great day! 
- Ryn


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