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Laura was wrapped in at least four layers of clothes when she stepped out the door, ready to go across campus to get her cookie and hot chocolate fix. Perry had already cut her off, claiming that she had eaten too many cookies.
"You can't eat too many cookies, it's impossible!" that had been her most occupying though during her walk. She had never been to the other place on campus, simply because the coffee shop run by Lafontaine and Perry was right next to her dorm and had the best cookies and hot chocolate she had ever tasted.
She had heard that the other coffee shop had a more modern, hipster vibe opposed to the cosy and homey place run by the gingers. "They better have cookies or I'm going to lose it." she muttered. Laura had been under a lot stress due to midterms and had been scarfing down cookies twice as fast than usual.
It was about a 15 minute walk to the shop, that was located next to the arts building. It was called The Black Cat and it honestly sounded more like a strip club than a coffee shop, but Laura had never voiced that thought around other people. It looked more cool than inviting, but she stepped in welcoming the warm air.
The inside of the shop was all cool tones and modern furniture, completed with a slick black counter. There were some obvious art students lounging around, immersed in conversations probably about Van Gogh or something even more pretentious.
Laura silently giggled at her own thoughts, getting in line. She took out her phone and started scrolling through tumblr, reading some crazy buffy fan theory.
Suddenly she was greeted by a smooth, deep but definitely familiar voice. Laura lifted her head in confusion and her eyes were met by the darkest and most seductive eyes she had yet come across.
"Carmilla?" she stuttered, still dumbfounded by seeing the girl that had made her high school a living hell. Okay, that was an exaggeration, but Carmilla Karnstein was the most rude, obnoxious and downright evil person she had met.
"The one and only, what's your poison cupcake?" The infuriating smirk was there smug as ever, challenging her.
"An explanation? How did you even get into this college? All you did in high school was insult me and other students, read books and make out with girls" Laura blushed at the last part. She had seen Carmilla at it a few times and even gotten caught watching. The girl always said something inappropriate among the lines of "Enjoying the show?" that made her blush and walk away embarrassed
"Well cutie, I had a reputation to up hold but I still got straight A's. The method I used was called studying. Being smart doesn't require caring."
"Whatever, you probably cheated. Can you just give me a hot chocolate and five of those cookies so we can end this interaction?" Laura was fuming, remembering just how worked up this girl could get her in seconds.
"Coming right up, sweet heart." Carmilla turned around, still smirking and walked away from the counter.
Laura almost slipped when she saw that leather clad ass again. If she was being perfectly honest she always had kind of a thing for Carmilla, even though the girl was absolutely infuriating and had values that opposed everything she stood for. Who could resist that jawline, the perfect porcelain skin and 24/7 seduction eyes? Laura had always told herself it was only physical, but she couldn't ignore the small jumps her heart made when she heard Carmilla talk passionately about literature in class.
She was snatched from her thoughts when she heard a velvety voice "Enjoying the view back there?" she turned scarlet, turning her gaze away and taking out her phone, drilling holes into the screen with her eyes.
"That would be 8 dollars." Laura took out her money, avoiding all eye contact with the gorgeous woman in front of her. She placed the money on to the counter and she grabbed her items, making beeline for the door when she heard that voice once again "Great catching up with you creampuff!" She turned around and was faced with an actual, genuine smile from the girl. "You too, Carmilla." she quickly replied with a hint of smile, while going out the door,
"What was that? I'm pretty sure she has never smiled at me like that." Laura was sipping her hot chocolate, contemplating if she should visit the coffee shop some other time and unlock the mystery that Carmilla is. She shook out the thought, walking and planning her paper that was due in a couple of days.
She had walked quickly to her dorm and was now planting her things on the desk. She was about to throw the takeaway mug in the thrash when she saw something written on it.
"I hope I see you around. -Carmilla" Laura furrowed her brow. Why would the girl who seemed to despise her for the last 4 years want to see her more often? Maybe she wants someone to insult? Laura threw the cup in the thrash, thinking about if she should indeed go see the girl.