Elijah

chapter 2

Genevieve's POV:

Rush hour had just finished and I still had a hour and thirty minutes of my shift left, at this moment I did want to throw myself off a balcony.

I'm kidding.

Maybe.

"Genevieve help!" I heard someone yell making me snap out of my thoughts and look around me worriedly.

It was mora of course and some how she had found herself staring down at a broken acrylic nail in her hands.

"Jeez mor I thought something bad had actually happened oh my" I walked towards her trying to not burst out laughing at the expression on her face.

"This is bad I don't know what you mean, aren't you meant to be a beauty student Gen why are you not more concerned" I just rolled my eyes and walked away not answering her.

i love ignoring her it gives me life.

Wow.

That sounded creepy.

I promise I'm not a weirdo.

Well

Shut up ugh.

Sometimes I honestly hate my own mind like I know I'm right about something and then it will doubt me or bully the heck out of me.

I know it's my own mind but like I bully myself way too often it's becoming a bit concerning honestly.

The ring of the bell on top of the door took me out of rant going on in my head.

Can I get one moment of peace please.

I looked at the door and almost fainted of what I saw, holy moly. This isn't real right there is no way this can be real oh my goodness.

There were a group of 3 very intimidating scary guys who could tap me and I would go flying half way to Russia they looked that strong. This feels like something out of a Wattpad book ;).

One of the boys no I should say men is blonde with tattoos covering his body just like the rest of them, he had tan skin and these eyes, they were a amazing blue colour.

The other MAN was a lanky brunette with pale skin and a kind smile was on his face just like the blonde one.

But it was the man In the middle that took my attention. He had dark features and tattoos almost everywhere, but not to the point where it was gross he had just the perfect amount.

I sound like a complete weirdo.

Anyways.

He had dark features and was all together the most panty dropping guy I've ever seen in my whole entire life.

There was no way boys like this exist in my small town of Ohio their is no way.

Well obviously they do.

I roll my eyes at my own thoughts and snap back to reality.

"It looks like you have a staring problem" the girl I call my best friend whispers in my ear, at her comment I smacked her on the arm "ow so abusive" she rolls her eyes "go take their order" she gives me a big cheesy smile.

That girl is so bipolar she just had like ten conversations with me at once and with all different emotions.

I sigh dramatically and grab my note pad from the counter, I take a deep breath in and make my way to their table.

"Hi Welcome to sage cafe, my name is Genevieve and I'll be your waitress today wait can I get y'all" I say the same words I do almost everyday with my fake smile and voice.

"Oh well hello Genevieve can I get umm chocolate chip waffles a vanilla thick shake and with the waffles can I get maple syrup on top of them as well please" the blonde one spoke first with a bright smile on his face.

I wrote it down quickly and put my head back up looking at them all again.

"Can I get pancakes with lemon and sugar and a iced Nutella mocha please" it was the brunette one that spoke this time.

writing it down quickly I turned my head to the last person that had to order.

"Cold brew" his voice was cold and deep.

Holy shit.

It was attractive.

Pull yourself together Gen his a man you've dated and spoken to many men.

But none that look and speak like that.

Shut up.
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Eeeek sorry for the short chapter and the late update.

I really wanted to just get this chapter done with so I could actually put it out but I will try to update more.

Alright

Bye lovelies

;)

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