okaga, ca

cafe girl

Ada

my last clock in shift was almost over, the clock was ticking. I begin to wipe up counters and coffee spilled stains. I was the last one to clock out, And always the first to clock in, this is the only way i could pay for my ballet shoes, and costumes for events constantly being tailored and sewed in. 

I rearrange the the cups for good measure making sure my boss would see that and add a tip, he never does but maybe- my thought train was interrupted by a slam into the door chiming the cute bell.

"fuck me" i whisper under my breath rolling my eyes before standing up, "hi what can i get you?" 

It was Tyler , smiling at me cheekily. I smile at him back. It much rather have him as my last customer then some senior citizen with some insane order. I look back down at the cup drawer with one about to fall.

"i heard that, not nice" he laughs , everything about his laugh made me want to burst out laughing as well, even if i didn't know the joke. Tyler always lit up my mood, no matter what.

"heard what?" i clap back, trying to act oblivious and stuff. Truth is i really wanted him to like me, Not like that but like friends, he was so intimidating at first but after yesterday, i want to know more about him.

"I'm almost done, want a cheese Danish?" i ask smiling looking through what was left of a busy Sunday. 

"nah, wanna walk ho- if you want to? like cause its like uhm... dangerous around here so... i can like walk you?" Tyler said sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. it was kinda cute.

"mhm, not that i need you to walk me home, idiot" i laugh looking down at my busted up white (not so much anymore) air forces, my only other shoes because I've spent all my stupid money on my ballet flats.

i hang my apron up, and clock out. I was so tired my eyes were drooping walking home, but tyler kept me entertained, he talked about his music one day he'd make it out of here, and live his life right. 

we walked for what felt like ages, until it came to my house. To be honest I didn't want to go home. It felt like when i was with Tyler, i forgot about the shitty things that happened. My eyes felt tired.

"Tyler, you can do whatever you want to do, fuck what they say. I believe in you. Pinky swear" Our pinkies interlocked as i spoke, we hadn't know each other for long, but i guess he was my person.

he looked down, kicking a rock going slightly red. "thanks ada your like the first person to say that. like ever" he sounded so heartfelt, i smiled at him suddenly he looked at me strangely. His gaze changed from heartfelt to, im not sure?

he grabs my face with all his power slamming his lips into mine, before looking down at his shoes again, and riding away with his skateboard. 

"fuckkkk!" the sound panned out as he rolled away, turning around to look at me again smiling, he was so motherfucking proud  and he knew that i knew.

"Night Ada"

"uhh, Night T-Tyler"