Becoming Amy
I reclined gently as I swallowed the bittersweet taste of cider. Jodie was late but I didn't mind, it gave me a chance to peruse the bar, I loved people watching. The bar is intimate with spatters of bright colours interspersed with dark brown walls. I gaze at the cosy area through the archway at the rear end of the pub, I am suddenly aware of a pair of eyes avidly watching me I can't quite make out the colour of them but they are a similar shape to mine, they belong to a strikingly beautiful young woman, I go to smile at her but she continues to stare until I avert my gaze. I quickly take out my phone and fidget awkwardly as I feel a red that is dark and potent rushing to my cheeks I slowly lift my head and I am shocked to see that she is standing right in front of me "Do you mind if I sit down?" she asks in a very pronounced English accent "yes sure" I reply trying to hide my confusion. She sits down and crosses her legs "What's your name?"