Nena Ovoxo
Stories (2/0)
Unforgettable
I never had the best luck when it came to relationships. Most of the guys that approached me were nothing like they painted themselves to be. I lived in a small town in Texas, not far from the main cities. It was a town where everyone knew everyone, and nothing major ever happened. It was a crisp first day of fall, I went to the local coffee shop downtown, nothing too fancy. I ordered the same thing I always ordered, ‘large pumpkin spice chai tea latte with a shot of expresso’. Nothing out the ordinary, till he walked in…. He was tall, slim build, light complexion, thick dark hair, with multiple tattoos. He wore a grey tailored suit. He looked around the café, as if he was looking for someone. I couldn’t help but to stare at him. Unexpectedly, we locked eyes. He grinned. He walked up to me, and asked what my name was… Unresponsive, I couldn’t help but stare at him. His eyes where this caramelized color, that reminded of the first leaf to fall. “ma’am?” he looked at me with some slight concern since I couldn’t get any words out. “yes?” I responded. “I saw you across the room and wanted to introduce myself since I’ve never seen you here before.”. Structed by his appearance, I couldn’t do anything but stare and have utter word vomit. “Eva. My name is Eva”. With this low country tone, he goes “Nice to meet you Eva, my name is Kamryn.” He reaches out to shake my hand, but I froze. With my schoolbooks in one hand, and my coffee in another, I couldn’t help but question so much. ‘Why approach me when there’s a bunch of people he probably never seen in this café.’ “Where are my manners?” he states. As I stand there confused and in utter shock, he walks to a table, pulls out a chair and ask, “would you like to sit down, those books look heavy?” He approaches me, takes the books from my hand, places them on the table, and offers me to sit down. As I sit, I tuck my hair behind my ear, and continue to stare. As he sits, he laughs, and starts to look over my books on the table… “I’m assuming by the stack of books, you’re in school for criminal justice.” With hesitation I answered, “yes, I am”… As he continued to look through the books, and look at my face, I couldn’t help but question what was going through his mind as he looked over my direction. As I sat there confused, I couldn’t help but ask him, “is there a specific reason you approached me? Not that I mind, just wondering sir.” He busted out laughing and smiled, “no need to call me sir, seriously. And I approached you because you stood out in the crowd. Plus seeing the stack of books, made you look like a geek.” Slightly offended by this, I exclaimed, “I am not a geek!” He laughed. As though I made some type of joke for his amusement. Sitting there with a smirk, something about him was extremely mysterious. Though I had so many questions, I couldn’t help but wonder who is and things that ran through his head. “Well Eva, I’m sure you have a long day ahead of you, and lots of studying, I’m going to let you be. I’ll see you later.” He chuckles as he gets up from the table. And even though he was a complete stranger, I couldn’t help but blurt out, “When?!” He smirks. “It’s a small town, don’t worry. We’ll see each other again, real soon.” As a sat there confused, he walked out the door with a smile.
By Nena Ovoxo3 years ago in Fiction