A/N: Hey all! I just thought that I should tell you this, most of my characters are from my life. This is the list. Nina Elizabeth Ritchey Ila Linda Ahlskog Stella Angel Chang (me!) and Ella Ally (She’s a new friend of mine so I don’t know her last name. P) I’m trying to base the characters on the actual people, so if you don’t like the characters it’ll be like really hating the person. Lol! Oh, I’ll tell you who the mystery guy is next time. Sorry there isn’t really a funny part in this chapter.

Replies to my wonderful, awesome, fantastic, wicked awesome, nice, superbly cool, really fantastic, superbly dupery wonderful, (more good adjectives) reviewers:

YJANZ- PROVIDENCE- Yay, you like the story. Nina in real life is really smart, but as you can tell from what she said in the story she’s got no common sense. Heehee. Don’t tell Elizabeth I said that! Please tell me if you like this chapter. Please! Please! Please!

LIPSTICK,FLAMINGOS,ROCKROLL- Ila so doesn’t rule! At least not in my story Linda! P

Saint- aka Prodigy- Umm… What’s a prodigy? Heehee, I’m not the smartest person ever. You don’t have to answer me, just so you know. See, I usually do proof read my work, but Linda typed the first chapter for me( I write everything before I type it) and she just typed everything the same. I’ll try to improve this story the best I can and I’m hoping that the more you review the more you can help me. Actually I’d be happy for any reviewer to help me with how I write. I know I’m not all that good at writing, but I’m hoping that you’ll still read this story.

Shadowcat86- I sure hope that it seems interesting cause if it didn’t that wouldn’t be good. Right? Well, here’s the next chapter for ya! Hope you enjoy it.

“The Déjà-Vu Café is a place for fun.” Nina started our speech.

“A place where stereotype doesn’t exist.” Ila began her piece.

“A place where we would help you the best we can.” Ella affirmed.

“A place that’s made for you.” I smiled.

“The Déjà-vu may be different from all the other café that you may have been to, but it’s all made just for you.” Nina said the second part of her speech.

Now Ella spoke, “It may not be the best, but it’s like our home.”

“Ad now, from the bottom of out hearts, we welcome to our home.” Both Ila and I said in harmony, just as we practiced it, as we opened the double door.

As I began to follow the others into the café to serve the customers, I stopped. I could feel someone looking at me from behind. I turned around and there, standing on the other side of the street, as a brow hair, green eyed guy. He looked my age, or maybe he was one year younger. He looked muscular and it fitted his tall body.

“Hey.” Ella gave me a small smiled, “What’s wrong?”

I looked towards her, then back towards the guy. He wasn’t there any more.

“N-nothing.” I replied to her as an eerie gust of wind made the leaves at my feet rustle and crack.

Someone’s POV

It’s her… I haven’t talked to her for five years. She still looks exactly as she did then. I didn’t think that I’d ever really find her. It was nice knowing you Stella.

End POV

“$2.51 is your change, here you go. Hope you enjoy your iced coffee. Have a magical day!” I smiled sweetly to a woman in her mid twenties.

As she left, a guy that’s probably 20 came up.

“Welcome to the Déjà-Vu Café. What may I help you with today?” I asked politely. I don’t like being polite…

“Hey,” he looked down towards my tag, “Stella. Aren’t you a bit young to be starting your own business? I mean what are you, seventeen or eighteen years old?”

I rolled my eyes, “I’m eighteen and I’m not opening a business on my own. I’m opening it with my friends. Now if you’re not going to order…”

“Actually,” he interrupted me, “it’s bad to start a business with business partners because they might have different opinions from you.”

“Sometimes different opinions on a matter is what makes something special. For instance, the Déjà-Vu would be boring if it was only me that designed it. All four of us up ideas into it and now it’s special to all of us. It’s unique because we put our heart and soul into making it unique and to our liking.” Hm.. not a bad speech, well, since I made it in a nick of time, it’s pretty good. “Now please leave if you don’t want something.”

“Who ever said that I didn’t want something?” he asked me in this voice that instantly gave away what he wanted.

EWW HE’S A BAKA!

“How bout you leave before you cause trouble at the café?” said the guy that was across the street.

“How bout you mind your own business? I was just talking to my girl.”

“That’s bullshit!” the guy smirked.

The baka tried punching the guy, but missed and ended up running into the counter.

‘I can’t let there be a fight on the first day if the Déjà-Vu. I’ll never let there be a fight. I don’t want to disappoint Nina, Ila, and Ella.’ I thought as the baka turned around.

I kneed him in the spot and he fell to the ground. The other guy picked him up and threw him out.

“Thanks.” I smiled.

He looked at me for a while and didn’t say anything. After a few seconds he finally said, “It was nothing.” Then he left. I didn’t think that I’d ever see him again… I was wrong.

The rest of the day, the café went smoothly and every customer seemed to be enjoying themselves.

10:30 p.m.

“Did you remember to put the money in the safe?” Ila asked Ella.

“Of course I did.” She replied.

“OWWIEEE!” we heard Nina cry from inside the kitchen.

We all ran to it just and I said, “Nina! Don’t commit suicide. Not at Déjà-Vu Café. I’d be such bad business for us.”

“Gee, thanks for the concern.” Nina snapped. She was lying on the ground next to a bar of soap and a broken plate.

“That is so coming out of your salary.” Ella joked.

Ila was the first to start laughing. She grabbed her stomach from laughing so much. Hen she fell on the floor laughing and it didn’t take long for the tears to come.

Ella and I soon started laughing too. I’m not sure if it was because of Ila or Nina.

After a few minutes we stopped.

“I’ll go get the broom.” I said then stopped, “… Where is it again?”

“Second floor.” Ella replied.

Someone’s POV

She didn’t recognize me today. I can’t believe it. Oh well, it’ll make what I came here to do easier.

Nobody can know me. Not anymore. Not for what I’m doing now.

I’m sorry Stella, you were a really good friend, but when you first told me hello it was like you telling me that you wanted to die. I still remember that it was the summer of 2005.

…You fool. You should have stayed with your friends. Then you wouldn’t have died so quickly. You may have been able to live till tomorrow. Now your death is certain. I was really hoping that I would have to kill you so soon.

End POV

The second floor squeaks. Well, the stars do. I hate that it does. This was the best place that we could afford to by though. The second floor was for people that were on dates.

All the lights had been turned off for the day so the only source of light was from the moon and the glow-in-the-dark stars and hearts.

I could see the outlines of the tables and candles and that was good because it kept me from bumping into something.

Suddenly I heard a clang to the left of me. When I went to see what t was I saw that it was just the window, it was open. I leaned out to see if there was anyone outside. There was no one to be seen so I’m guessing there wasn’t a robber.

“Hello Stella.” Said a cold, male. voice that I’ve heard before. Where at ;though? I can’t remember.