

coffee shop chronicles Ch.1 As the froth on my mocha settled and chilled, I watched the customers on their ways in and out of the coffee shop. In this cafe in particular, I would come and sit at after school was let out for the day. Many other students sat in little clumps at the tables. They reminded me of the cliques that took form during lunch time; all over the campus in tiny huddled masses. The kids that didn't really belong to a mass just kind of wandered, looking bewildered and slightly frightened. The stronger among them would eventually take on their predestined role as rebels. They'd march around, pretend to be invincible. They wercoffee shop chronicles Ch.1