Aaron&Charlie: Coffee break
Charlie nodded softly, “Oh, so your the big football jock of the school, huh?” she paused, “how more cliche can you get?” Charlie said jokingly followed by a soft laugh. “I’m only a junior, but I wish I was a senior,” Charlie sighed. “I just can’t wait to get out of high school and get out on my own, you know?” she said as she traced the lid of her coffee cup.
“My story?” Charlie rested her head on her hand and laughed. “Well I lived here a couple years ago, then my family decided they wanted to move to New York for a few years, and so I spent my freshman year and sophomore year there and now I’m back here for my junior year”. Charlie bit her lip and stared at her drink as she went deep into thought. New York was a great escape for her, it almost felt like a vacation from her normal life. Even though she was exhilarated to be back in her home town, she still missed New York.
Charlie snapped back to reality and looked up at Aaron with a sweet smile on her face. “So what are your plans for after high school?” she paused and rested her elbow on the table, “What does Aaron Bowen want to be when he grows up?” Charlie asked.
Aaron laughed. “I’d switch with you. I’m not sure what I’m going to do once I graduate, I’d love to have extra time.” Nursing his coffee while he listened to Charlie’s story, Aaron nodded and raised his eyebrows. He wouldn’t have expected her to have been back and forth from Virginia to New York. “I wish I had that kind of getaway,” he said with a pensive look. “I grew up not too far from here and haven’t done too much traveling,” he admitted.
Sitting back in his chair, he looked at the ceiling in thought. “I’m definitely dropping football in college,” he said firmly. “Despite scouts and scholarship offers, I don’t want to just be that Bowen football guy forever.” He shook his head at the thought. “Otherwise though…no clue.” He gave her a small shrug, “I don’t know what I am without football…but I want to figure it out.”
Usually not the gossiping type, Aaron gave in this one time. “So I hear you’re our resident Velma,” he said with a laugh, thinking back to the Scooby Doo shows he watched as a kid. “Or Nancy Drew, whichever you prefer,” he said with a shrug. “Anything interesting with that?”
