The Rich And Bold

Standards

A/N: Enjoy❤️

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

AZALEA

I sat silently in my car as I tried to work up the nerve to walk into the café. It was a Wednesday evening after school, a whole week and a half after the last time Jason was at my home. I still had his contract that I had to return. I had heard him ask my mom in her office the Saturday that he started his internship at Diamond Engineering Heights, but I had pretended that I hadn't seen it around. He was sure that it was at our house since he said that he hadn't opened his bag until he got home. I knew he would be at the café because I heard him say that he would still work there during the weekends until he started his full-time internship during the vacation.

My mother really liked him, seeing as she decided to teach him the basic things that any other staff could have taught him. She had decided to mentor him directly, something the other employees would have died for. She said he was her brightest student, but I could tell that there was something about him that caught her interest. 

He had completely ignored me that day. Even when he needed to ask a question, he either asked Kai or my mother. The only word he spoke to me was a word of greeting when he had arrived.

It irked me that he did that and that it even affected me in the first place. The more he ignored me, the more I wanted his attention. On a normal day, I would never have even wanted to be acquainted with someone of his calibre. The middle-classed students in my grade didn't even meet the criteria of friends that I wanted to have, not to even talk of someone like him. People worshipped the ground that I walked on, and up until I met him, I had never met someone whose interest in me was non-existent.

Who the hell did he think he was to ignore me anyway? I was Azalea Diamond. No one ignored me. I belonged to one of the richest families in the entire world. I was beautiful, I was intelligent, and I was a world-famous talented dancer. But most of all, why did I even care that he was indifferent toward me? That was his business. I did not need to care.

With that thought, I turned off my ignition and picked up my bag. I stepped out and strutted towards the café in my short, plaid, pencil school skirt and knee-high, heeled boots.

I savoured the smell of the coffee as I stepped in and sat at the table nearest to the door. I placed my bag on the seat beside me and rested my head on my hand as I scanned through the café for the light-skinned man. It was the same lady from the day I bought the scones that approached me instead.

"Get me Jason." I spoke before she could.

Once again, the polite smile she had had on her face fled. She stared at me for a while longer before she walked away to the kitchen to get him.

I took the opportunity, as I waited, to scan the café. I realised that there had been a few changes to the place to make it look modern. The staff had on different aprons, the lights were brighter, the chairs were classier... it looked more like a Diamond café. But I knew the prices of the snacks and beverages were still the same because it was a student café. I also realised that a lot of people bought scones and cookies. The cases that displayed the scones and cookies were almost empty, but there were still other pastries available. His stupid scones were really good then.

I stopped one of the waitresses to ask whether he was the same person who prepared the cookies

"Erm..." She paused. "All the pastries are made by our staff" was her political answer.

I gave her a look to show her that I thought she was really dumb before I said, "You do know that I'm not one of your regular customers, right? Answer the damn question."