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Eren Rossi, with his jet black hair that was spiked in all directions, walked with confidence into the petite store. After opening the door, a flood of good smells filled his brain. Flavoured coffee, fraps, and mochas were all so good; it was always a tough decision when deciding which to order from the cute girl with thick framed glasses behind the counter.

However, lucky for Mr. Rossi, the lineup was quite long and he had time to make hi decision. Sadly, the boy was easily distracted from pretty much everything and anything and he started looking at the people ahead of him in line. They all seemed nice enough, on the outside. A few girls mixed with a few boys. Some with blonde hair, some with raven black hair like is own. One chick had bright pink hair and wore a bright limegreen mini-skirt with knee-high retro socks. Someone obviously should have been born in the 70's.

As Eren mentally commented on all the people infront of him, he failed to notice how short the line was getting. Soon, he was at the front and still had no clue what to order. In spite of himself, he rattled off, "Er, a tall green tea frap, please." That was his usual. Sure, nothing bad could come of it, but he felt that since he was in a new place he might as well get something new. Oh well, something familiar never hurt. The cute glasses girl nodded a him and he smiled back, "thanks, Sugar." She giggled and went on to make his drink. He waited patiently, then took his green frap and turned around, only to find that all the tables were taken. Bummer.

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The male continued to stand as he looked around. He spotted a girl with a black shirt also standing around. He smiled tentatively at her and walked up. "Crowded place, huh?" He said in a light-spirited voice, his eyes scanning over the girl. He liked her clothes as they somewhat matched his. He also wore a black t-shirt, but his had the word "hi" on it in big block letters. Sorta lame, but who really cares. He also wore black, tight-fitting jeans. Eren didn't really know what compelled him to talk to the girl, but it didn't really matter. The boy needed to make some friends here; he felt very alone after having lived in Hollywood for his whole life up until now.