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[Daniel Trümper]

I don't believe in miracles I never did...

...I don´t believe in fairytales, too cynical.

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Daniel walked into the Starbucks quite early that morning. He had some last minute homework to finish and couldn’t do it without having some coffee. So, he got himself some and found an empty table to occupy. He pulled out his English homework and set to work. He would much rather still be sleeping at that point, or practicing, or hanging out with his friends…but, he’d been stupid and put his homework off all weekend. He’d have to deal with it though. The homework wasn’t that hard. He could have it done in ten minutes if he worked without distraction. He scribbled furiously at the assignment, making up stuff for the stupid essay. He wasn’t even 100% sure what the topic was. He didn’t care too much at that point. As long as he got it done, he’d be happy. He’d be even happier when he was able to drink his too-hot coffee. Sometimes he swore the workers were out to kill him with the scalding drink. Sure, coffee was supposed to be hot, but not overly so. He sighed as he set his pencil down and tested the coffee again. It was still too hot. He shot a glare over the counter before setting to work again. Soon enough, he was at the end of the page and he smiled as he set his pencil down. One crappily written essay complete! The day was starting out so wonderfully. He sighed as he tested the coffee once more and smiled when he found it was finally safe to drink. He glanced up when the door to the Starbucks opened and a small smile formed on his face seeing someone who went to Larkin as well.



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[Eva Sawyer]

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a freak like me just needs infinity...


She was slender and beautiful. Unlike most teenagers, Eva was not confused or scared. She knew what she had to to do to keep mommy and daddy at ease plus what who was down under. Dressed in skinny dark blue jeans that lay low down her waist to flash slightly her calvin klein female boxers, a simple but tight black shirt open at the curve of the v-neck. Over it, she wore a leather, Harley Davidson jacket. She rolled a part of her straigh dark brown hair up, the other bit lay lose far past her chest. And to fit the bad girl image, she wore a pair of Rayban glasses.

She wasn't that bad. She was just a rebel who couldn't her find her place under the sun. She brushed back her hair and flicked her sunglasses over them. Throwing a look around the room she noticed a guy she'd seen before definately but their school was fa too huge to know everyone. Smiling slightly at him she sat across and opened a book - Women In Chains. She certainly didn't look the type read much but unlike most she did. She loved hours and hours of sitting with her books just drifting into the novel. It was sad, her friends told her but Eva didn't care. She was different from the rest, she knew that.

Her coffee came up quickly and as Eva took a sip she glanced up again at the guy near her. She winked at him - that was just Eva's nature of being 'friendly'.