Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Short Story!

Julia walked into the coffee shop in the wee hours of the morning when nobody should rightly be awake especially nobody who stay up till god know when writing a term paper. Come to think of it Julia could not remember when she got to sleep last night. She walked to stand in line scrolling through news articles on her phone thinking only of the sweet bliss of coffee and how she was probably going to bomb the next test that she hadn’t studied for last night. She popped her head up smelling the faint aroma of smoke, looking around she say nothing and no smoke. The line crept forward, and she went back to scrolling on her phone. Suddenly she heard a loud knocking, she looked up and looked around but saw that it was a guy knocking on the wooden table rapping his knuckles in annoyance at the coffee taking so long. She was beginning to feel a tad unnerved and the smell of smoke persisted. She was just about to say something when it was her turn at the counter. She ordered a plain black coffee, paid for it, and was almost instantly handed a cup of coffee. She took her coffee and shuffled to the table in the corner of the coffee shop. Sitting down she pulled out her laptop out of her bag and opened it up to check her email before she headed to class. The smell of smoke was getting worse but no one seemed to notice so she tried her best to ignore it. She was scrolling through her email when she heard it “Wake up!” Loud and clear her head shot up and she looked around she saw a barista waking a seemingly hungover man up at another table. Julia looked back down at her email when someone a different voice now said again. “Wake up!” Even louder almost yelling her chest felt like it was being pounded on as she looked up everyone in the coffee shop was staring at her. “WAKE UP!” The voice roared one more time and Julia started awake, she was laying in the wet grass in the early dawn hours a handsome firefighter leaning over her looking panic stricken, relief washed over his face as she woke, Julia turned her head to the right side to see her apartment building on fire.

Does anyone else do this?

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