I am casually walking down the street. I admire the way that this day has been. Temperature is just right, not too hot and not too cold. The sunny was out and shining, birds were chirping. Today, is just a good day. I mean, I even look amazing for once. My hair curled perfectly, my makeup was on point. My face even cooperated and decided not to give me any embarrassing pimples today. Best thing is that today is Saturday. NO SCHOOL EITHER!
This morning, I felt like dressing amazing to match how I look today. I chose the perfect outfit. I wore: cute high-waisted blue jean shorts, a gray tank top shirt that read “unstoppable” in pink ink and had a pink rose floral print on it, a black hat the had the same floral print on the bill and had the word “Fancy” written on it in pink, and some gray vans. I put on my winged eyeliner, mascara, and clear lipgloss. I also wear my silver lip ring. I have my bottom lip pierced on the left side. Fabulous. I have my pink ombre hair curled. My hair is I lastly use my One Direction You and I perfume. Perfect.
I’m currently walking down the street to starbucks. I am really craving a vanilla bean frappuccino right now. I’m glad starbucks isn’t too far away from my house. I am about walk past the house, that is right next door to mine, that has been for sale for over two years. I’m surprised nobody had bought it actually. I walk by and notice the sign had a “sold” sign above it. Somebody actually bought the house? I hope they have a son, preferably my age and cute. Don’t judge me, I’m a seventeen year old girl in high school, you have got to expect me to worry about guys. Okay, and this is the only chance I have for a guy not to think of me like I’m that awkward chic who is in that outcast social group. Okay, I was a prep. I was popular, then they ditched me like I wasn’t good enough for them. Oh well, sucks for them, I’m amazing and have amazing friends of my own.
Speaking of friends, maybe I should call Brooklynn and see if she can meet me at Starbuck’s. Eh, I’ll just text her.
To: Brooklynn:)
HEY! Girl, meet at Starbuck’s in five. I’ll order your favorite for you.
From: Brooklynn:)
Mkay, be there in a moment.
I walk into Starbucks and start reciting my order in my head, making sure I won't mess this up.
"Hi, welcome to Starbuck's, what can I get you Autumn?" Monica asks me. I'm a regular and she is usually here everytime I come up here, so we pretty much know each other at this point. "I need my usual, my vanilla bean creme frappuccino, and a double chocolaty chip creme frappuccino, please." I tell her. "Okay, so Autumn on yours and the name on the other is..?" "Brooklynn. Make sure to remember there's two n's at the end instead of one." I remind her. "Girl, I know this by now, you guys are regulars here." she tells me. "Haha, okay making sure. So how have you been?" I ask. "Oh you know, the same old same old. Oh, but have you heard about the new family that is moving into the neighbourhood?"
"I saw they bought the house next to mine, I know nothing about who is moving in though." I tell her, maybe she knows about the family.
"Yeah, well, it's my sister and her family." Monica tells me while handing me my drinks.
"Really?" I say,hoping she will continue.
"Yeah, My sister, her husband, and she has two kids. A son, Christian who is 18 and a daughter, Scarlette, who is 16. I think you would like them. They are really good kids." she tells me.
"Awesome, I'm glad it's someone with kids my age and not kids who are like 5 and are little brats," I joke.
"Yeah, oh here comes Brooklynn, and I have to get back to work, I'll talk to you later." Monica points out to me.
"Mmkay, later, oh and here is my money for the drinks," I pass her a ten, "and since I like you, I guess you can keep the change." I tell her.
"Thank Autumn," she tells me.
"Autumn!" Brooklynn yells as she walks in.
"Brooklynn, I have your Starbuck's!"
I hand her the Chocolate Chip Frapp. We walk over to our usual table in the corner of the store next to the window. We always love to sit there. It’s like our table.
