this is my 3rd fan fic. my first is "i love you so please dont break my heart" and my second one is "triple treat a jobromance story" and i was bored with my same old love stories even though this will be a love story but a different one. and i will be contiuing my other fan fics for any of you who read those. for those of you who know my writing you know i like to use multiple point of views but tthis time i dont think i am going to. i hope it still comes out nicely though, pls feel free to tell me your opinion.

NOTE TO ALL OF MY FRIENDS: all of you will have parts in this fan fic but you each will have completely different names than your  own, so here are your characters : me=willow, mariuxi=harmony, bee=avery. for my other friends if you would like a part just leave me a comment and ill add ya in. also if any of you dont like your new names please tell me, i know they are interesting names, thats the point i wanted this story to be unique in many ways, but i dont want anyone to dislike thier name.

Chapter 1

Willow walks into her neighborhood starbucks like she does every single day. she knows everything about starbucks and she knows all the baristas names. "heeeeeeyyyy tony!!! wazzup dude?" Tony the extremely cute barista perks up at the sight of his most entusiastic customer. "heeeyy willow!! the usual?  ill get your passion tea lemonade to ya in just a second"  Willow smiles her 1000 wattt smile. "put it on my tab brotha!" Willow had been to that starbucks so many times and gone through so many gift cards, they started a tab just for her. she goes over and sits in her favorite chair, the royaly purple recliner in the back facing the marina. she pulls out the latest book she had been reading and quickly becomes enthralled in its story line, forgetting her order completely.

           a tap on her shoulder brings her back to reality. "hey willow, the rush hour is starting ya wanna make your drink yourself before the crowd rushes in?" to anybody listening, this conversation would sound quite odd. a custumer, being asked to make her own drink? but actually making her own drink was one of willows favorite simple pleasures. see she wanted to work at the starbucks, she loved the atmosphere and the music. the vibe in general. but she was only 15 and you have to be 17 to work there. so the managers made a deal with her that if she wanted she could go behind the bar and make her own drinks becuase she found it to be such fun. "oh thanks tony i've been wanting to try adding some rasberry syrup to my tea and using the new shakers you guys just bought." she enthuses. she walks behind the counter and pretends as if she is a bartender, being flashy and shaking her drink and flipping the syrup botles into the air before catching them and mixing her drink. "wow that's mighty impressive!!!!!" a voice says from behind the counter. she blushes and accidentally one of the syrup bottles sending it rolling in front of the counter and at the feet of the person who had just spoken to her.she bends over to pick up the bottle and notices the awesome shoes this person is wearing. they are white and they have a black drawn eye on them. hmm those look awfully familiar, she thought to herself. she starts to get up so she is at eye level with the person again. as she gets up everything almost seems in slowmotion. everything this guy is wearing looks so familiar.sheer eagerness just to be around him. they walk over and sit a table.