Little Mishaps

Chapter 1

The sky was gray, almost black and it was so windy that the trees were whipping back and forth, looking like they'll snap any minute and I wasn't sticking around to find out. I practically sprint to the coffee shop down the street from my apartment, "my apartment", that has a nice ring to it. By the time I get there I'm soaking wet and shivering like a wet dog. My black hair is clinging to my face and my clothes are dripping wet. My boots squeak as I walk into the shop which catches the attention of a few people enjoying their coffee, their eyes lingering a little too long. I hate it. The cashier looks bored and tired as I approach him but seems to perk up as I draw closer to the counter.

"Hi , can I please get a medium black coffee", I say with a small smile on my face. He looks at me with a grin as he runs his hand through his long blond hair. His eyes were so blue and bright I was taken aback, I've never seen eyes like this before.

"Coming right up madam" he says with a goofy smile on his face

I can't help but smile back, I even let out a small laugh which is hard to come by these days.

"Thank you" I say shyly as he turns around to make my coffee. I move to the side and pull out my phone. 8:30am, perfect. I woke up two hours early to get ready for my first semester of college. I wanted to look decent instead of the normal hoodie and sweatpants combo I always seem to be sporting nowadays. My hair, which was straightened, is now wet and frizzy and my coat did me no justice, my black sweater and gray jeans still got soaked, stupid fucking rain. As I look into the black screen on my phone I see that my makeup still looks intact, thank god.

I'm so lost in thought about my outfit getting ruined I didn't notice the cashier waving toward me with my coffee in his hand. My cheeks redden with embarrassment as I make my way back to the counter.

"Black coffee for....." he says, waiting for me to say my name.

"Oh um, Lily" I say, stuttering a little as I give him cash for the coffee, exact change. Ugh, why do I get this way around guys? Whenever I talk to a guy who is even remotely attractive I suddenly forget what words are.

"Enjoy your coffee Lily" he says, smiling as he hands me my coffee, god its so fucking hot, my fingers tingle from the heat.

"Thank you...." I say curiously, I wonder what his name is, he looks like a Ben, I think.

"Jeremy" he says with a wide smile, as if he was hoping I'd ask him for his name. He looks like he's going to say something when I interrupt him.

"Um well it was nice meeting you Jeremy, thanks for the coffee" I say holding up the coffee a little higher. He smiles but says nothing as I walk out of the coffee and back into the rain getting soaked all over again. Fuck this rain.

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Walking into the bathroom I turn to look in the mirror and almost gasp. My hair's a mess and my lips are slightly purple from the cold and my mascara is running down my face. I'm surprised but I shouldn't be, I ran in the rain for 20 minutes without an umbrella, of course I would like a hot mess but at least I got to class on time. Taking a paper towel I try to use some water to rub the makeup off and succeed but there's still some black under my eyes, great. Shivering, I took off my soaking wet coat and tried to use the hand dryers to dry it but it was no use. It would have taken ages to dry. Sighing I walked out of the bathroom and into the hallway trying to remember which door I used to get in here. Eventually I found the door and braced myself for the walk back, but to my surprise the rain stopped and the sun was out.

"Thank god" I muttered under my breath as I made my way back to the coffee shop to do some homework. I had three classes today so I had plenty to do. My phone started to ring so I dug my hand into my pocket to retrieve it.

"Hello" I say into the phone with a smile, waiting to hear the voice on the other side.

"Hey hun how was the first day, anything eventful happen." he says happily, I miss him already. Ever since my mom passed away me and dad have been super close. He is basically my best friend, sad I know but it's true. I never made friends in high school.

"Everything was ok today, it was pouring earlier so I was soaking wet." I say annoyed, god I hate the rain. Lucky for me I went from soaking wet to damp, yay.

"I hope you didn't catch a cold." he says, sounding worried. I sign knowing that he worries about me as much as I worry about him.

Before I can respond I walk into something hard.

"Oh shit." I yell as I fall back, my phone flying out of my hand as I land flat on my ass. That fucking hurt. When I look up I'm met with forest green eyes and they are swirling with anger. When he looks down at me he goes from angry to concerned.

"Are you ok." he says holding out his hand for me

"Yeah." I say, sighing as I grab his hand. He pulls me up gently as if he would hurt me even more if he pulled too hard. He looked at me and I sucked in a sharp breath, he was so close, too close. He must have noticed I was uncomfortable by the little space between us so he takes a step back.

"I'm so sorry." I blurted out. My cheeks feel hot, god I'm so embarrassed I should have been paying attention. He just smiles at me and bends down to pick my phone up from the grass in front of us.

"Hello? Honey, are you there? Hello?" my dad's muffled voice can be heard from my phone, which is in this stranger's hand.

He leans forward with my phone in his hand and motions toward it for me to grab. My hand grazes his as I take my phone and hold it to my ear.

"Hey sorry I dropped my phone, I'll call you later, love you, bye." I say in a rush as I hang up before he can respond. I look up at the man in front of me with wide eyes, he was laughing? I look at him confused, isn't he mad that bumped into him?

"Sorry to interrupt your phone call with your boyfriend" he chuckles. His laugh is like music to my ears. I laugh and as I do I realize how handsome this man Is. His dirty blond hair is nicely styled and he has the cutest freckles. He catches me staring and I can feel my face getting hot. I quickly look down and let out a long breath. I gathered the courage to look back up and to my surprise he was looking at me , almost like he was studying me, trying to figure me out.

" Actually I was talking to my dad. It's my first day so he was just checking up on me." I say nervously, I really want this conversion to end, he makes me nervous, in a good way, and it scares me. He looked surprised to hear me say that like he was expecting a different answer.

"Oh so you're saying you don't have a boyfriend?" he says confidently with a smile, he has dimples, God help me. I laugh nervously and nod.

" I don't," I say with a shy smile. With a smile still on his face he digs into his bag and pulls out a pen and paper. He writes something down and hands it to me.

"I'm not usually this forward but I'd really like it if you give me a call, I would love to take you out sometime." he says as he turns and walks the other way leaving me speechless. As I stand there I wonder what the fuck just happened.