Night Two

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Night Two

I sat in Charlie's, drinking my normal frappe, and looked up from my book.

"Charlie, when you went to school did you have to read Romeo and Juliet?"

He nodded.

"Yes'm it was required. I'll never understand why they killed each other though. Why couldn't they just elope like you kids do nowadays?"

I rolled my eyes at Charlie.

"Not all of us kids elope Charlie."

He walked over to me.

"No, they don't. Little Miss Sanders here is too afraid to get herself a man."

I scoffed.

"Afraid? I'm not afraid to get myself a man! I just haven't found the right one yet."

He rolled his eyes and sat down across from me, staring me right in the eyes.

"Like who? A night-timer like you? Honey, you ain't gonna find nobody your age traveling around the dark streets of Manhattan at these hours. You want a man, you gotta go find yourself one."

I took a drink of my frappe just as the bell above the door went off, signaling someone walking inside.

"We're closed!" Charlie yelled from his seat across from me.

We both looked up and I was surprised to see the boy from last night. Charlie stood.

"Ace, my friend, what can I do ya for?" He asked.

Ace looked at me and then at Charlie.

"The usual is fine. How you been Charlie? I miss it here." Ace said.

Charlie smiled and nodded as he went behind the counter to make whatever Ace's usual was.

"Are you gonna start back up again during Christmas break?" Charlie asked.

Ace shook his head.

"No. I wish I could come back and work here though. The smell of coffee and food, not to mention the hot chicks that come to this place..."

He glanced over at me. I looked down at my book and tried to read, but found myself engrossed in their conversation.

"Why's it so dark in here Charlie? Decided to become a vampire when I was gone?" Ace asked.

Charlie laughed, and I crossed my fingers under the table hoping he'd keep his mouth shut.

"No Ace I just got a complaint from my favorite customer about how bright it was in here, so we made a deal. She'd come buy coffee from me every day and I'd keep the lights dimmed on low. Plus, more teenagers come in here after school just 'cause of the change in the lights. Profits are boomin' so this girl was a blessin'."

I blushed and hid my face behind my hair. Everything went silent and when I looked up, Ace was standing in front of me, staring at me. He sat down and continued to stare at me while I started to feel self-conscious.

"What do you want?" I asked.

He shrugged.

"Weren't you ever taught that it's rude to stare?"

"Weren't you ever taught that it's rude to eavesdrop?" He came back saying.

I glared at him.

"I wasn't eavesdropping. You talk so loud the pigeons in Central Park can probably hear you."

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