Meet Me at the Coffee Shop

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Brianna's POV

I looked out the window at the poring rain as I took a sip of my warm coffee. I just moved to LA all the way from Cincinnati, Ohio and decided to explore a little. I looked down at my computer and skipped the song.

"The movers wont be at my apartment for another hour." I thought to myself

I set my coffee down and scrolled through Instagram on my phone to pass the time. Suddenly my phone rings. I pause my music and pull out both my headphones. The sounds of the coffee shop suddenly fills my ear. The distance chit chat and the clanking of cups and plates. Then my focus falls back to the buzzing of my phone.

"Hey" I answered

"Don't hey me!!! You were suppose to call when you arrived!"

It was my best friend Matiana. She has short brown hair with brown eyes. She speaks her mind and has a big attitude. If it wasn't for her I would still be siting in her apartment back in Cincinnati over thinking everything.

"I'm sorry. I forgot." I replied 

"So how is LA?" She asks full of curiosity

"I've only explored the coffee shop." I say with a little laugh.

"Yah that sounds like you. Any cute guys at least?" She asks

"I don't know." I say looking around.

"Let me guess your in the far corner of the coffee shop by a window. You have headphones in listening to some stupid song. An your also editing no thinking of ideas for a YouTube video right?" Shes says

"Matiana I think you know me to well" I laugh

"Get out there find a cute guy fall in "love". When are you going to take some risks?" She asked

"I moved to LA. Isn't that a risk?" I replied

"Not what I meant. I got to go Brianna I have tons of school work. I love you bye." She replied

"Love you too bye" I say hanging up the phone.

I look at the time and start packing up. I closed down my computer and put it in my backpack along with my computer charger. Then I unplugged my phone charger and put it in the front pocket with my headphones. I asked the waiter for my bill. After a minute or so he returns with my bill. I pay the 3 dollars and 50 cents then I grab my backpack and start to leave. I'm definitely going back to that coffee shop. I pull out my umbrella and begin walking in the rain. Unpacking is going to be a pain. When I arrive at my apartment complex  I see the movers already started moving boxes up. I grab a box and started walking up to my apartment. Number 13 I thought to myself as I open the door. Its not much but it will do. I set the box labeled Kitchen things on the small black and gray counter. I look around. A single bedroom small enough for a dresser and a bed, with a decent closet. A living room/dinning room space connected to the kitchen. The kitchen has a beautiful small island. A little annoyed at the thought of having to buy stools, I take a look at the bathroom. Not big but has everything I need a toilet, a sink, a mirror and a shower. Next was the tiny room for my dryer and washer. And finally the empty room. I begin imagining my desk with my YouTube set up. I smile. The best part is every room has  wooden floors. I was startled when one of the movers set my body sized mirror in front of me. I looked at myself in the mirror.

"God is this what I looked like all day?" I say out loud to myself. My long dirty blonde hair was thrown up in a messy bun. My black Ray Bans glasses were covering up the little makeup I had on. My eyes are a shade of hazel, slightly more on the blue side. I'm wearing a plain grey sweatshirt, black leggings and converse. I set my backpack by the mirror and met the mover by the front door of my apartment.

"Thank you guys for all the help" I say handing them the rest of the money I owed.

"Call us anytime you need help with moving something." They say as the walked down the hall

I shut the door, let out a sigh and begin unpacking. I started in my room. I look around about 3 boxes and 2 bags of clothes. I start hanging up my shirts in the closet and putting my pants away in the dresser. Then I moved on to making my bed and organizing jewelry on top of my dresser. I hung Christmas lights around my tiny room. After a few more minutes of deciding where to put the random little things, I start to get hungry. I call for a pizza delivery. Just a cheese pizza with bread sticks. By the time the pizza gets here I have already set the living room up. A plain leather black couch in front of a flat screen TV mounted to the wall. Connected to the TV is my Xbox 360  and fire stick. Under the TV is a small tables with shelves underneath it. I organized my games and movies and set them on the shelves. Behind the couch sat a small wooden table with 3 chairs for eating. I was almost done setting my shoes on a shelf by the front door when the door bell ring. I opened the door and was greeted by the mouth watering smell of pizza. I handed him money as he hands me my pizza and bread sticks. I begin eating while organizing the silverware drawer. When I finish eating I put the leftovers in the fridge and finish the shoes. I walk back to the kitchen to put away the pots and pans. After that I set up the toaster and microwave. Then I move to the bathroom. I just but my tooth brush on the counter along with my perfumes, soap and lotions. I fold my towels and set them in the cabinet. I put my shampoo conditioner and shaver in the shower. As I walked walked passed the kitchen I noticed the time on the oven. Shit! I thought to myself. I take a quick shower then I get ready for bed. I have school tomorrow but i'd much rather organize my office space. I put my phone on the charger and before I know it i'm overthinking everything.