Diaries: Seasons

2: Iced Coffee and Bagels

The lovely A'Brianna in the media.

Tristian

"Child, come on! I have things to do, like be on time for these hard ass classes!" A'Brianna yelled, banging hard on my bathroom door.
"She's right, Tris. I'm leaving. You can be late by yourself." Christian scolded, leaving me behind.
"I know you hate it when I side with Chris but he's got a point. I have to be on time, Tristian." She explained.

Hm, that's interesting. I never took Bri for the responsible type. People change, I guess. Shooing her out of my apartment before she can piss me off with a lecture, I find some clothes if can wear to go out before I buckle down and go to campus.

Pulling on a grey sweatshirt with the school logo on the middle and black leggings, I got the keys to my baby, my new sapphire blue Ford Taurus, and went to him, locking the apartment door on the way out.

"Miss me?" I asked, rubbing the steering wheel.

Pressing on the gas, he gave a nice, loud purr. I grinned and drove off to Panera Bread for a iced coffee and cinnamon bagel for breakfast. As I was eating in peace, this fine guy came in and went up to the counter to order something. When he was finished and got his food, he sat a table away from me with a book in his hand.

I blushed as I took in his features. He was the definition of tall, dark, and handsome. He had a tight, faded crimson shirt with light blue jeans that made the ass he had look amazing.

I didn't notice that I was staring at him until he looked up from his book and made eye contact with me. I blushed even harder and looked away as quickly as possible. I heard a deep chuckle and turned back around, still embarrassed as ever. But this time when we made eye contact, I got a wink from the sexy, caramel man. I bit my lip nervously and he gathered all his stuff together and plopped himself at my table.

He looked deep into my eyes and the intensity of his stare aroused me quite a bit. What was so interesting about me? I cleared my throat and he jumped, like he was being pulled out of a daydream.

"Sorry about that. You're just really beautiful." He complimented.

Again with the blushing.

"Thank you, um..." I trailed.
"Oh, Jasper." He said shyly.
"That's different," I told him.
"Yeah. I'm not too fond of it though." He whispered. "Personally, it sounds like a white person name."
"Well, I like it on you." I complimented.
"Thank you, beautiful. And your name is...?"
"Tristian."
"Lovely name," he said. "I don't know many of those."
"Me neither," I laughed.

"Um, I don't mean to be too straightforward but may I have your number?" He asked politely.

Uh... Huh?

"Huh?" I ask, stupidly voicing my thoughts.

He lets out another heartwarming chuckle and asks again kindly with a beautiful smile.

"Uh, right. Yeah, you can. Sorry, I just was... You caught me off-guard and, um, you know or maybe you don't... Um, never mind me. The number is--" I ramble.
"Here," he said, handing me his phone. "Just put it in here."

(A/N - She's not as smooth as her mom in this situation lol)

"Right," I mutter, putting my number into his phone quietly.

Taking his phone back, he looks at the contact and smiles. Looking back up at me, he sees my face and nudges me gently. I look up at him and he tells me to loosen up.

After awhile, I took his advice and loosened up. We hit it off easily and it was like we were long lost friends. We talked about things from music to favorite tv shows. Time passed and before long, the thought of my classes sailed right out of the window.

"Where have you been all my life?" I giggled.
"I could ask the same thing," he noted.
"Hm."
"You know I was wondering if you were fre--"

My stupid ass phone started ringing. Damn it, can't you see I'm in the middle of something?! The only reason I answered was it was Christian. We promised to always answer when it's each other, just in case it was an emergency.

"Excuse me." I said to Jasper and left the table to go outside. "Yes?" I whispered harshly into the phone.
"Tris, where are you? I've been looking for you for the past hour and a half." Chris asked, worry and anger laced into his voice.
"An hour and a half?" I whisper to myself, while taking the phone off of my ear and seeing the time. "Oh shit! Right. An hour and a half." I mutter. "Chris, I'm so sorry! I went to get some breakfast then I met this guy and--"
"Guy?! Oh hell no. Tristian, get to the campus now." And with that, he hung up.

I huffed heavily in frustration. I missed about 2 and a half classes and now I have to tell this amazing guy goodbye after just meeting him. But at least we have each other's numbers so I guess that's one less problem to worry about.

I walk back into the restaurant and see Jasper sitting there patiently, reading his book. He had the cutest glasses on and his face was squinting in concentration. He was adorable. But when I tried to sneak up on him, he immediately took off his glasses and shut his book, looking ashamed.

"What was that all about?" I asked, talking about his quick change.
"Nothing. I was just waiting for you to come back." He mumbled.
"Look, you don't have to try and look amazing and act tough around me, okay? If you have glasses to read with then wear them. Personally, I think you look cute with them on." I said with a small smile.
"Irresistibly sexy was what I was going for," he joked with a smirk.

I laughed, seeing him come back to himself. Unfortunately, Christian's voice bounced around in my head and I had to get back to leaving him.

"Well, I'll see you around, beautiful." He said, after walking me to my car.
"Text me." I reminded,
"Of course." He said, kissing my hand as he walked off.

I blushed hard and looked back at him before starting my engine and heading back to campus.

Now to face my brother.

I just had to make this adorable. And tell me why the sexy guy that looks like Chris Brown at my summer program decided to talk to me twice in the same day. He normally doesn't even pass me a second glance. Sometimes.

When we were alone, he was like, "Wanna trade hair? You might as well." Then when he had paint in his hand and my sister was beside me, he was like, "Did any of you guys sign up for face painting? I'm just kidding." He obviously wants me. Well you guys know what this means.

*Wedding bells ring*
*Church doors open*
*Invitations everywhere*
*Honeymoon after* Hehe.

But then my sweet boxer Cody smiled at me today. ^_^ Talk about refreshing. It was adorable and what makes it better is that he rarely smiles while boxing. Then he talked to me, too. Well, you know what this means, too.

*Sorry Chris*

I'm tripping lol. But yeah. Vote, comment, yada, yada, yada.