Kay so.
In english, we did a little assignment about this one short story called "The secret Life Of Walter Mitty."
and it's about this guy who daydreams about being a hero and whatnot.
then. we were supposed to write a little story about a daydream.
And. My product. was good enough to get a 7/6, and I love ittt.
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The thick aroma of coffee and sugar hit Kody like a wall when he walked into the coffee shop. Work, as usual, had been stressful and hectic. No doubt class would be the same, too. The guy behind the counter had to be the same age, with blonde hair, forest green eyes and that golden tan that only blonde boys get.
“What can I get for ya?” He spoke in a honey-like voice that nearly made Kody melt. Gathering his thoughts after having then scatterfrom the voice, he replied, “uh… a large chai tea and a slice of chocolate cake, please...”
A smile, and a nod, and the blonde guy went off to make the hot beverage.
As soon as he was sure that the other guy wouldn’t see, Kody scrunched up his face and tried as hard as possible not to squeal like a girl does when she sees a hot guy. Every single feature on him was PERFECT.
He relaxed just in time, “Four eighty, bud.” His nametag read ‘Eli’. Perfect name, too. Kody fished a ten out of his jeans pocket, thanked the boy shyly, hurried off to a table in the corner, and gazed out the window, ignoring Eli’s slight protest about the change.
The tea and the sweet cake relaxed Kody completely – No more headache, muscles relaxed, as if he were getting a massage. His mind wandered off while watching couples walk by with their hands clasped and bodies pressed together in the cool air.
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Sauntering along the near-empty sidewalk, the boys stayed rather close together on a chilly fall afternoon chatting back and forth. Hidden between their closeness, just so no one knew, their fingers were laced together. Eli’s strong, warm hand nestled right up to Kody’s slightly smaller palm.
The boys spoke like good friends rather then what they really were, merely for safety. Some people, you know, just aren’t accepting.
Stumbling upon a bench in a less popular, but equally beautiful park, they decided to rest. Kody loved this park. It was the place that Eli’d first asked him out. He couldn’t resist anymore. He buried his face in the blonde’s shoulder and inhaled deeply before letting out a content sigh as the familiar strong arms wrapped around him and stroked his hair.
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“You forgot your receipt,” Eli placed the small slip of folded paper next to the empty plate and mug.
“O-oh. Thanks…” Kody stuttered a bit and stood, taking the receipt. He thanked his new idol… god? – again, and left the coffee shop without anymore discomfort. He was ready to take on his class... Until he saw a phone number, a name and an e-mail address on the back of the folded receipt.
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