Chapter 1~ This is why I love Starbucks.
"Hey mom? I'll be back in a little while." I picked up my keys from the dish by the door.
"Well okay sweetie. You be careful Annie. And be home by nine o'clock. Okay?" She said while drying her hands in her apron.
"Yes mom. I'll be home before then." I smiled and kissed her cheek. I walked outside to my silver 2010 acura TL-SH-AWD 6MT. I got in and started it up immediately. It was freezing outside considering it was October. I blasted the heat and reversed out of the driveway. I headed towards my dance studio while listening to the radio. Suddenly One Direction's One Thing started playing. Of course i sang along.
"I've tried playing it cool
But when i'm looking at you
I can never be brave
Cause you make my heart race."
It kept playing until I arrived at the studio. I grabbed my dance bag from the back and rushed into the studio knowing that I only had ten minutes to get changed and stretch. I got dressed in record timing and rushed off to the dance room. I took a seat by my best friend Kate and her boyfriend Jason who is also my best friend.
"Hey. What's up?" Kate asked while stretching her arms.
"Nothing much. Do you want to hang out after practice? We could all go to Starbucks." I suggested while stretching my legs.
"Sorry we got date night after this." Jason replied.
"oh ya. I forgot that ir's Friday." Jason and Kate always have date night's on Friday night. They've been dating for almost a tear now and are still going strong. Me on the other hand hasn't had a boyfriend for 2 years. Not that I mind. It's just that I wish I had someone there for me most of the time. We continued stretching until our instructor came in ready to begin class.
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I walked out the doors of the dance studio and went towards my car. I decided to go to Starbucks on my own. I hopped into my car and once again turned on the heat full blast. I drove out of the parking lot and down the road towards Starbucks. I pulled in and parked, grabbed my purse and went to order. After I got my drink I went to sit at a table by a window. The doors dinged signalling that someone just walked in. Being the curious girl I am I turned to see a girl with wavy brown hair and sunglasses on approach the counter. When she turned around I realized it was Eleanor Calder. The Eleanor Calder! I wonder what she was doing here. She must have saw me staring at her because she immediately started walking over here.
"Please don't say anything. I don't feel like being ambushed by a bunch of screaming fans." She explained.
"Y-you're Eleanor C-Calder." I stuttered. Way to make yourself look stupid Annie.
"Yes I know. What's your name?" She asked sitting across from me.
"Annie Kreisberg." I answered. Controlling my stuttering.
"Well nice to meet you Annie Kreisberg. I'm Eleanor Calder, as you know. Now tell me about yourself." She crossed her legs and waited patiently.
"Um... well I'm 18 and a senior. I'm graduating high school this year obviously. Um... I've been dancing since I was 3 years old. I have 2 very over protective brothers who are both 20. Then I have my mom and my 2 best friends Kate and Jason who have been dating for a year." I said shyly.
"You dance?! That's so cool! I wish I could dance." She exclaimed while smiling. Then she gets an expression on her face like she had a great idea. "You know, One Direction's looking to having dance lessons and needs a teacher. You should totally try out!"
"I don't know. I'm not that good of a dancer." I said.
"Oh nonsense! I bet you're great! I'll give Louis a call and get it set up for you!." She dug her phone out of her purse to call Louis I'm assuming. This is why I love Starbucks. You never know what's going to happen.
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A/N: Hello wattpad! I'm Christi and this is actually my first book that I plan on completing. Sorry if there is any grammar mistakes or any mistakes at all. This is technically the first book that I've ever written. Please vote, comment, and fan! Bye! (I'm really hyper right now. :D)
P.S. I'll try to update soon. I'm just really busy right now. :)
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