You are my star! (On Break)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

8 am:

I just got a complaint because the coffee was not hot enough. Like what do you want man, a burnt tongue?

I'm on my break. I am so tired, but I only have to suffer for 6 hours!!

Must go to work now. Bye!

11 am:

I got at least 3 boys and girls asking for my number. Eww. They were all ugly! They were only one guy, still weird but got to say ''sexy''. He was wearing all black even if outside its 30 degrees. He had his hood on, a black mask and some glasses. He didn't acknowledge me but the way he was looking at me made me flinch. I started swiping the counter even if it was already clean.

-Go get this man his order!

my manager. Gosh, I hate her. She has a little pink crop top with a white skirt. All boys were looking at her.

I took a notebook and walked to the table nervously.

-What would you like to order? I asked.

He took his eye off his phone. I could see that he was reading an application.

-A black coffee, please.

-Do you have any other requests?

I was trying so hard to not look awkward.

-No, it's fine.

He went back to his reading. I never saw some beautiful dark brown eye like his except for Noah's one.

After I got his coffee ready, I took the receipt and when to his table. He was looking at me while I was trying not to spill his coffee everywhere. His glance was destabilizing me.

-Sorry for the wait and here is your black coffee and receipt. Hope you enjoy it!

He gave me a nod as a reply and continued staring at my face. I swear he had some kind of spell on him.

-I'll just go now. I said before turning around and walking to the cash register.

I swear once my back was turned, I felt someone watching my every move.

I tried to calm my heart after that encounter as I made another cup of coffee for our next customer. It was probably nothing, and he had no reason to be watching me, so why did I feel a shiver running down my spine?

Noon:

The sexy emo guy finally left, leaving his money and coffee behind. I went to his table to clean it up and saw that the receipt was still there. I pick up the coffee, money and receipt to go, again, behind the cash register. I put the cup of coffee on the table behind me and put the cash in where it was supposed to go. I went to put the receipt in the garbage but saw some letters behind it. It was a sentence.

'' To the cute little boy that served my coffee. Here is my number: ***-***-****. Hope to see you again soon.''

So, it was for me? It was the first question that I thought. I put it in my pocket and went to continue my shift.

3 pm:

I don't know if I should text him or not. I mean he was pretty cute, but he can be a serial killer. Who knows?

I just go for it or naw. Yes. No. yes. No. yes. No. yes!!

I started by entering him into my contract to change his name to ''Emo sexy boy''.

  Hey! It's the cute little boy that served 

your coffee this morning! 

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