So, it was a normal, snowy day and of course, I had to go in for work. I worked at Coffee-N-Go and the only reason why I work there is for some extra money for college, my dream college is Yale. So back to business, I have to go to work today. Whoopee doo!
I manage to get up and make breakfast, eggs and bacon, my favorite! I finish up breakfast and get dressed. I get dressed in a blue Aeropostale shirt, black skinny jeans and UGG's. I brush my hair and teeth and head off to Coffee-N-Go.
When I get there, I get my apron and name-tag saying "Hello, I'm Nichole!" Then, I walk over to the door and flip over the "closed" sign. One by one walk in and make a line in front of the register. You say we are popular, no kidding. We are number three in the U.S.. Awesome right? Just imagine the payment for working for a week. Its boring there. Every middle-aged man orders a coffee and doughnuts and pay and head off straight to work. But, when this person waked in, he was not a middle-aged man, he was my age and very good looking but at the same time, very mysterious too.
When I get done ordering the middle-aged men, he was next in line. "Uh, I would like to order the caramel latte'." He said, in a husky voice, which was very attracting! "Is that it?" I say, adding up the order. "Yes it is, Nichole." He says, looking at my name-tag. "Okay then, $3.55. Credit or cash?" I ask him. "Uh, cash." He says. He pulls out a $20 dollar bill and hands it to me. "Change?" I ask him, "And what's your name?" "Zayn Malik. I play in a band for our school, One Direction, and my dream is to be a famous world-wide boyband. And that all the fans want me, but there can only be one." He says, "Oh, keep the change!". He walks out with latte' in hand and goes into a silver Mercedes and drives off to school. "I think I'm in love!" I say.
