Excellent Words

Chapter 19: Jobs

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I walked out of my room going to answer the door. Why the hell is someone here at 8 in the Morning ? And who? I wondered if it was Emmet and Elizabeth, or Lisa telling me when my rent is due. Oh no, I thought, it can't be?

Sure enough as I opened my door there was the one and only Zac.

"Oh, um, hi," I said feeling self conscious since I was in shorts, t-shirt, and messy bun.

"Ready for our coffee date?"

"Erm, does it half to be today?" I said opening the door a little wider so I could fully see him.

He is wearing baseball shorts with a lands end shirt. He isn't wearing his glasses, which made him cuter, and his brown hair is swept to the side.

"Well I work the rest of the week. So unless you really want to wait till the weekend," he added the last part sounding down.

"Well what do you want to do?"

"Preferably now, I don't like waiting long times," he leaned against the doorframe while I took a step back.

"Let me get dressed and I'll meet you- Where's your room?"

"I'll just wait outside," he said standing strait.

"Oh. Are you sure you don't want to wait in here?" I asked trying to be nice to this boy while also trying not to let him see my barely a living space.

"Sure," he stepped in, his body brushing mine.

"I'll warn you it's not very-" I was cut off by a low whistle.

"Where's all your furniture?" He asked looking around.

I inwardly flinched before answering, "it's a long story, and I've got to get dressed."

"Do you even have a bed?" He asked eyes wide looking at me.

"Uh no."

"Wow there's more to you than I thought."

"Really?" I closed the door and crossed my arms while walking to the bedroom door.

"Yep. Now hurry I haven't got all day."

I went into my room closing the door. I rummaged through the clothes i bought. I settled, out of like 9 items, on a v-neck with jean shorts. I put on my old running shoes, the only shoes I had and which to say had seen there better days.

"Well your a sight to see," Zac remastered as I stepped out.

"Hey it's all I could afford," I defended.

"Wow you really must've been poor."

"Guess you'll never find out," I said smirking walking out the door waiting for him to follow.

I closed the door after him locking it then out the keys in my back pocket.

"Where we headed?"

"To a local coffee shop," he said as we walked down the stairs and to the sidewalk.

It's silent as we walk down the street. His hand brushes mine every now and then which I have a funny feeling is on purpose.

"So, how do you like it here?" Zac asks.

"Hm, well after 4 days of being here, id say it's pretty nice," I said while looking around at the different shops.

There's a little family run donut shop, a small little clothes store, and more small little shops. I spot a deli that looks supper good. My stomach grumbles, and honestly, at that point I hadn't realized I was hungry.