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Post by Ella Modsat on Aug 1, 2013 17:55:35 GMT -5
A bell jingles overhead as I push open the door to Starbucks, the smell of coffee and baked goods hitting me like a wall. I pause to hold the door open for an old lady before walking towards the counter, my lap top bag thumping against my legs with each step. I tilt my chin up slightly as my blue eyes scan the menu board before I look at the middle aged woman behind the counter.
"I'll have a large Veranda Blend and two Cinnamon Chip Scones, please." I say and she nods, telling me the price. I hand her a twenty and wait patiently for my change, taking it and pulling out my plain leather wallet before putting it back into my back pocket. I step off to the side even though there wasn't a line behind me and take my food and drink before starting over to my usual spot beside a pillar.
I pull out a chair and place my coffee and food down, pulling out my lap top and opening it before pulling out a chair and sitting down, taking a small sip as I check Pitchfork- I looked at it almost religiously.
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Post by Jacob Gryffon on Aug 1, 2013 21:01:39 GMT -5
Jacob coughed and cleared his throat as he snuffed his cigarette out, watching a girl enter the coffee shop. She was pretty. He shrugged it off, looking down at busted knuckles with a frown and a sigh. Him and Tyler had gotten into it last night. Jacob had put his fist through their bedroom wall. Flexing his left hand fingers with a grimace, he sighed and headed into the coffee shop, ordering a venti black and paying before looking around.
Rex was there, playing guitar, but he wasnMt in the best mood to talk.
Oh...there was that pretty girl. He wandered closer, smiled a bit. "May I sit here..?"
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Post by Ella Modsat on Aug 1, 2013 21:23:11 GMT -5
My blue eyes scan the list of new bands as I set my coffee down and reach for a scone to pick it up and take a bite, bringing my green hand to cover my mouth. I look up as a guy with a beard asks if he can sit.
"Oh, uh, sure." I reply, nodding as I brush a stray strand of red hair from my face. I glance back at my computer screen, taking another bite out of my scone as he sat down.
"I'm Ella." I say, offering him a bright smile. I wasn't used to random guys sitting with me, but being polite and trying to be sociable was the least I could do.. right?
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Post by Jacob Gryffon on Aug 1, 2013 21:30:46 GMT -5
Jacob smiled warmly. He could be decent...when he wanted to be. "Nice to meet you Ella, I'm Jacob." His lips quirked up a bit again and he took a sip of coffee, resting his injured hand in his lap. Their mom had been on a double shift and hadn't been home yet, so he hoped she wouldn't see the damage. Hand-wise, Jacob didn't think the injury was worthy of a hospital visit, though it did hurt like a bitch. Better the wall than Tyler's face.
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Post by Ella Modsat on Aug 1, 2013 21:42:18 GMT -5
I take a couple more bites out of my scone, my blue gaze drifting from the guy in front of me to my computer screen. Soon I bore of Pitchfork and move to Twitter, looking up at him as he introduces himself. "Nice to meet you too, Jake." I reply, nodding with a small grin on my face. I wasn't the most outgoing of people, but I could usually come up with an okay conversation. At least I wasn't always all over guys like my sister.
I try to think of something clever to say as I set down my scone to take a sip of my coffee. "Have you had one of these?" I finally ask, gesturing towards my scones. Lame conversation, but hopefully Jake would be able to think of a more interesting topic. "You can have a bit if you want." I add, my blue eyes falling on him from across the table and over my lap top.
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Post by Jacob Gryffon on Aug 2, 2013 3:19:50 GMT -5
"Nah I haven't." He smiled a bit and hesitantly reached over, breaking off a little piece of the corner and popping it into his mouth, chewing slowly. "That's good," He comment absently with a nod, fildin both his hands on the tabletop without much thought. At least she was talking. If not he might have had a harder time tolerating the company of his choice. Really he wanted an excuse to stay out longer and avoid Tyler as long as possible. He frowned down at his knuckles. "So uh, you come here a lot?"
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Post by Ella Modsat on Aug 2, 2013 13:11:00 GMT -5
"I like them." I reply softly, shrugging my thin shoulders as I glanced back at my computer screen- I had a new follower. Wee. I look back up after Jake said something about the scones being good and I nod happily, glad to have been able to share that fact with someone. I reach for my coffee to take a slow sip, my blue eyes focused on him. I wondered why he'd come over here, there were a few empty tables around. Maybe I'd sat at one of his favorite tables and he just didn't want to sit anywhere else? "Yeah, whenever I can. Its better than being at home. You?" I say, looking down at the table before back at him. Whenever I was home and not locked in my room, Alle would always make little looks my way, or she and her friends would. I just didn't want to bother with it.
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Post by Jacob Gryffon on Aug 5, 2013 3:18:04 GMT -5
"Yeah? That's cool." He smiled and shrugged, running a hand through his shorter hair almost sheepishly, absently fixing it. "Not as much as I used to.. I come to breathe, get out, find myself.. There's a really nice grove that outlooks the ocean that I found and prefer..but coffee sounded far better today." He offered her a charming smile, absently rubbing the top of his busted knuckles. "Definitely a calm in the eye of a storm..." He mumbled.
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Post by Ella Modsat on Aug 5, 2013 14:35:28 GMT -5
I shrug as he speaks, looking down at the table a I reached for my coffee to take another sip. God, I could have thought of better conversation than scones. "I don't go to the beach.. I burn pretty easily." I reply, running a hand through my red hair. And I didn't like going around in a bikini, that was more Alle's thing. I was pretty self conscious. Unconsciously, a small smile crosses my face as Jake grinned over at me. I avert my gaze to my laptop, reaching out for a scone to take a small bite. "You're not in high school, right?" I ask, looking back at him.
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Post by Jacob Gryffon on Aug 5, 2013 23:51:18 GMT -5
"I could see you being the kind or person to enjoy the place," He murmured. "It stays pretty shady." He enjoyed it, because his brother's knew not to go there. Only Cole probably even knew where it was and he could get away for awhile, breathe.
Jacob glanced up from tediously sipping his coffee as Ella spoke again. "No I don't. I graduated last year. You might know one of my brothers though.. Tyler's a senior, and the twins Cole and Shawn are freshmen."
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Post by Ella Modsat on Aug 6, 2013 0:43:46 GMT -5
"As long as there's shade." I reply, shrugging my shoulders. I honestly didn't like the beach much in general, and sunburn was just one reason. I take another bite of my scone, nodding as Jacob continued. "I'm a Junior." I say, nodding. I might have seen one of them around- I'd have to start keeping an eye out for one of them. I lean back in my chair, setting my food dwn as I absently fidgeted with my long plaid shirt before pushing my glasses up my nose and reaching for my coffee. "What music do you like?" i ask radnomly, looking over at him curiously.
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Post by Jacob Gryffon on Aug 6, 2013 0:52:58 GMT -5
Jacob was flexibg his fingers absently, double checking that they weren't too screwed up. "Mm, I prefer Rock and indie. I tend to stay away from rap and country." He chuckled. "Iter than that I'm not terribly picky. You?" Another gentle smile her way. She was brightening his mood at least.
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Post by Ella Modsat on Aug 6, 2013 20:10:05 GMT -5
I follow his gaze to his hand, a small frown creasing my face. I'ma bout to ask what happened when Jacob replies with his music taste. A broad grin crosses my face and I nod happily. "Me, too. I like bands like the Kaiser Chiefs, Snowmine, and Miniature Tigers." I add, shrugging my thin shoulders. "Country is okay. I don't dig rap, metal, or anything like that too much." I reply, brushing a stray strand of ginger hair out of my face as I reach for my coffee. "Do you mind if I ask what happened to you hand?" I continue gently, taking a sip of my coffee. I didn't want to intrude, but I was curious.
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Post by Jacob Gryffon on Aug 7, 2013 13:20:48 GMT -5
Jacob smiled as he listened to her. "Really? That's cool." Similar interests in music, hm. The. She asked about his hand and he looked down at it with a slight frown and sighed. "I out it through a wall.." He admitted guiltily. "My brother and I got into an argument over alcohol he had been hiding. And...the wall was better than his face." He rubbed his knuckles, guilt lacing his words. "It's been a struggle since our father died, but we do our best." A faint smile.
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Post by Ella Modsat on Aug 7, 2013 16:32:40 GMT -5
"Yep." I chirp, nodding as I take a small sip of my coffee, logging out of my Twitter to check Pitchfork again before raising my blue eyes to Jacob as he spoke. I raise my eyebrows as he says that he put it through a wall while arguing with his brother. Alle and I never truly 'fought' we just more tried our best to avoid each other, though her and her friends did make it their duty to pick on me.
"Much better than his face." I agree, nodding as I reach for my scone to take a small bite of it.
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