I’ll play her like a violin and have her falling in love with me before she even knows what’s happening.
It will be easy. I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again.
She’s just a girl.
A tool to get what I want.
When I’m done with her I won’t think twice about walking away.
At least, that was what I thought.
Until I met her.
Finally, I see her at a coffee shop and decide to check out what I’m dealing with.
I do surveillance outside and I’m shocked to see that she’s wearing a disguise. A brown wig and even brown contacts to mask her green eyes. I have no idea why she’s trying to blend in, but I’m interested. I watch her for a while before I go in and order a drink and sit down, giving her another glance. She’s pretending to be occupied with her phone, but something tells me she’s wearing this disguise for a reason, and not just for a bit of fun. This girl is something else.
Scrapping my plans to just walk up to her table and talk to her, I take a less-direct approach. The barista calls my name and I fetch my coffee before I leave, making sure to walk by her table and give her just one glance.
I see you, Saige Beaumont and you’re not going to get away from me now.
Finally, I see her at a coffee shop and decide to check out what I’m dealing with.
I do surveillance outside and I’m shocked to see that she’s wearing a disguise. A brown wig and even brown contacts to mask her green eyes. I have no idea why she’s trying to blend in, but I’m interested. I watch her for a while before I go in and order a drink and sit down, giving her another glance. She’s pretending to be occupied with her phone, but something tells me she’s wearing this disguise for a reason, and not just for a bit of fun. This girl is something else.
Scrapping my plans to just walk up to her table and talk to her, I take a less-direct approach. The barista calls my name and I fetch my coffee before I leave, making sure to walk by her table and give her just one glance.
I see you, Saige Beaumont and you’re not going to get away from me now.
Chelsea M. Cameron is a YA/NA New York Times/USA Today Best Selling author from Maine. Lover of things random and ridiculous, Jane Austen/Charlotte and Emily Bronte Fangirl, red velvet cake enthusiast, obsessive tea drinker, vegetarian, former cheerleader and world's worst video gamer. When not writing, she enjoys watching infomercials, singing in the car and tweeting (this one time, she was tweeted by Neil Gaiman). She has a degree in journalism from the University of Maine, Orono that she promptly abandoned to write about the people in her own head. More often than not, these people turn out to be just as weird as she is.
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