I Meet Someone Novels & Stories

As she went about her morning routine, preparing for work, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. She had heard rumors of a new addition to the office, a girl named Evan. Curiosity stirred within her, eager to meet this intriguing individual. Arriving at the office, Abigail greeted her colleagues with warm smiles and exchanged pleasantries. Among the bustling crowd, her eyes fell upon a young woman who matched the description she had heard. It must be Evan, she thought, as she made her way over to introduce herself. "Good morning, Evan!" Abigail greeted me cheerfully, her voice carrying genuine enthusiasm. "I've heard so much about you. It's wonderful to finally meet you!"

I walked over there and said hi. "I'm Jack." The young one said. I shook his hand and introduced myself. "And I'm Leo." His dad said as we shook hands. "Dinner is ready." Mom announced. We walked over to the table and enjoyed dinner. After dinner, our parents were talking over coffee. So I went to the yard with him. He was a really nice person. He was cute. But he just didn't picked my interest. He was more Sarah's type. We exchanged numbers and I told him about Sarah. It peaked his Interest. This Saturday we're meeting at the bakery so they can meet. I should probably call Sarah and let her know about this. She's not much of a surprise girl.

“It’s an honour to be a part of this team. Here, we work together in unity and… I listened while he went on about the office rules and regulations, what was expected of them and so on. Now, it was time for introduction, Mr. Jerkins gave room for everyone to introduce themselves. Everyone took turns, “Hi everyone, I’m Acadia Dimitri, my friends call me Dia, I’m a newbie and I look forward to working on tasks and deadlines together.” They clapped and Mr. Jerkins signalled the end of the meeting. On my way to my desk, someone approached me. “Hi, I’m Scarlet.” the person offered. “Hi” I smiled and replied. I remembered her from the meeting.

If he’​s interested, this could be hu‌ge. ‍“I’d lov‍e to meet,” I say, already pulling up m⁠y calendar.​ We are scheduled for‌ next week. Whe‌n I hang up, I real​ize I’m smiling.‌ Actua‌lly s​milin‍g. Not‍ forcin​g it,‌ not faki​n‌g it. Real j​oy at real progress. Amon walks in, she sees my fac⁠e. “‍Good news?‍”

I sucked in a deep breath. Here we go. This was the conversation I dreaded. “Camille, I would like you to meet someone.”

Fix whatever was wrong. "I'm fine. Better than fine. It's just. I met someone. A girl. Her name is Sarah. She's in my engineering program. And I think. I think I'm in love with her.”

He had to be careful or he would end up getting kicked in the balls. I reluctantly broke away to tell him, "We're going to meet your friends." She smiled back, walking hand in hand to the bar. People were giving us barely concealed looks, perhaps because of the wide age difference between the two of us or because of our office clothes. But for a moment I felt comfortable not watching my back or caring about people and their gossip.

"I'm Sally. Nice to meet you, John." They began talking, effortlessly exchanging stories and experiences as if they had known each other for years. Their conversation flowed like a river, carrying them deeper into the realm of connection and understanding. Sally felt a growing sense of joy, tinged with excitement, in the presence of this kind-hearted stranger. As the hours passed, they discovered shared interests, dreams, and a love for adventure. The café echoed with their laughter, creating a harmony that resonated within their souls. The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the enchantment of the moment.

After giving a brief overview of the background information, the woman leaves and instructs them to introduce themselves to each other. Since Mia rarely communicates with strangers, she feels very nervous and confused. The girl looks at everyone and says softly: “Hello… my name is Mia Blair, nice to meet you all… Hope everyone can help me”

Could I really find someone new to be with? I received a text message from the man I was supposed to meet, “Don't be late!” Seeing those words on my phone screen, I quickly gathered my things and rushed out of my office. The smell of fresh air greeted me as I stepped outside, and the sun was shining brightly. I hailed a cab and climbed inside, feeling both nervous and excited about my upcoming date.