"Krista, I'm going to work, do you want anything from town?" Blair yelled from the front door as she slid on her old smudgy white nikes.

"Uh, yeah! I need a new light for my bed lamp. It's a 60 watt and it's the spinny one, don't get one of the normal ones won't fit, there's $10 on the table take that....Keep the change!"

"Ok, see ya later."

Blair snatched up the 10 dollar bill and quickly jogged out of the apartment building, jumped into her ugly blue Toyota and drove toward a small coffee shop on the edge of the city, where she worked.

It's been 3 years sense Blair dropped out of collage and moved in her best friend Krista's apartment.

She underestimated how difficult the work would be as well as how much it would reminder her of stupid high school drama...

15 minutes and Blair was pulling her old abused car into the coffee shops parking lot.

After parking her car Blair walk to the back of the coffee shop to the 'employee door'.

"Miranda, I'm here. What am I doing today?" Blair called into the shop to a light hair short women in an apron.

"You're working tables today" Miranda answered from the front of the shop.

Blair tied on her apron and grab her notepad and walk to the dinning area of the coffee shop.

After taking order after order the shop and finally began to become less hectic after morning rush-hour was over.

Blair was cleaning off tables that had previously been used by other customers, when a loud screech echoed through the brisk fall streets as well as the shop. Admitting the screech was a black and red Mustang cobra that slid to a stop just in from of the shop.

The license plate on the sports car read 'CROWN'.

Without bothering to properly fit the car into a space, outstepped a tall, dirty blonde haired man with gorgeous muddy-blue eyes.

With her mouth hanging open, Blair watched as he rushed in and sat down at a table with 2 other very 'businessy' looking men.

He scrambled around and laid a file folder full of papers on the table in front of him.

The men then took the folder and left without another word.

Slowly remembered her job, Blair stopped staring and rushed off to clean the rest of the tables, and take the handsome mans order.

As she walked toward him her heart begins to beat quickly, in uneven flutters.

"H-Hello, I'm Blair and I'll be your -uh- server today" reciting for memory she continued,"Do you now what you want to order?"

She recalled the words from her mouth so well from the many other, countless times she had repeated it before to others, but she was surprised that she could even pronounce legible words with his dreamy eyes locked on her like green ones.

"Just give me a caramel latte." He said in an almost disappointed or bored tone.

Blair gave the order to the worker in the kitchen, moments later she came walking back with the latte.

"Your totals $8.95" she said placing the drink down by his hands.

The man pulled out a $10 bill and took a sip of the mix he had bought.

"You can keep the change" he said not looking up from creamy mixture.

A short while later the store was empty other than the man with the fancy car and a few regular customers.

Out of sheer boredom and the need to know more about Mr. sports car. Blair walked over and sat in the seat across from him.

"Yes?" He said raising an eyebrow at her sudden actions.

Desperate for conversation she said the first thing that popped into her head.

Glancing around the papers that the man had stretched across the table, she blurted out,

"Are you a writer?"

She was shocked at her room words, he was probably a businessman, or model, no 'writer' could look that awesome with that good of a car.

"Yeah, I'm Eden Crown." He said in a 'are-you-kidding-me' kind of tone.

Blair sat there stunned, half because she was sitting directly in front of one of the world's most famous authors, half because she was shocked at how stupid she is been for not putting one and one together.

She also realize that this entire time she's been thinking she's been staring directly at him.

"Uh, whoa, I-I just umm, I-It's an honor! I guess I should've known care of the car in the good looks and everything. " She laughed nervously.

"So what your goal here?" Eden said annoyed.

"Huh?" Blair stumbled out.

"Don't play dumb, thanks but you're not getting in my pants, and you're not getting any of my money."

"Wha-what are you talking about?!" she questioned in shock as well as confusion.

"Look I know what you're doing, youre gonna get me interested, sleep with me, and steal my money... This has happening far too many times in the past for me. You're not the first want to try this, and I'm not gonna lie some have succeeded. All those stomped on hearts are in the past, I'm not letting it happen again"

That said, Eden gathered his papers and left.

"What the Hell's up his ass!?" Blair growled stomping to the back of the shop.

After work Blair jumped in her car and headed for the supermarket to get Krista's light and some groceries.

In the supermarket she finally found the stupid light after awkwardly walking up and down the isle looking for it.

After getting all her things, she went to the check-out.

"$11.45" the cashier said.

"Shoot, I only have......" She began think she only had a $10 bill from Krista, before reaching into her pocket realizing she still had the change Eden had let her keep, so, she did have enough.

Driving to the apartment her and Krista share she ranted about Eden,"Who does he think he is?! Accusing me of wanting to steal his money, let alone get in his pants!"

When she finally reached the apartment it was a little after 8 o'clock.

She had to be quiet because even though she dropped out of college Krista was still in and she had to study.

Quietly Blair sat down the bag with the lightbulb and groceries on the table and crept to her room.

As Blair laid on her bed she glanced up to her old dimly lighted book shelf. Reading off the titles and authors, like she was counting sheep.

"To Kill A Mockingbird, Lee Harper.
1986, George Orwell.
Romeo and Juleit, William Shakespeare.
The Great Gasby, F. Scott Fitzgerald.
Painful Karma, Eden Crown.
Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury.
Kiss Of Death, Eden Crown.
The Giving Tree, Shel Silverstein
The Boy Who Dare Say 'Love', Eden Crown......" Her voice trailed off. Slowly she stood.

"Never again" she said removing Eden's books from her shelf and placing them into a box.

"If he hates me then I'll hate him." She said remembering pieces of her painful past she be better off the forget.

Remembering how her parents disowned her.... all over an illogical accusations.

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