Coffee Love

Chapter One

Get At Me

“Lyse! TB’s calling you” whispered Nay, my best friend. 

We have known each other since kindergarten. It was during recess, I was on top of the jungle jim stuck with my pretty pink strawberry shortcake shirt attached to a rusted metal piece. Most kids around that age were usually oblivious or just didn’t care to help me.

A girl in a lady bug designed short set, with long dark brown almost black hair in two pigtails stood there for a while, watching me with a scared look plastered on her creamy-caramel colored face. Her scared look disappeared with determination in it’s place. Her hazel eyes rested on me,  as if, contemplating her next move. She climbed all the way to the top shaking and tried to free me. 

“Why are your hands saking?” I said. Missing the sh sound because my two fronts were out.

“I’m NOT weird you know, Mommy says I’m just afraid of heights.” she grunted on the last word as we pulled the hem of my shirt free putting a hole in it from all the jerking.

“What’s there to be afraid of, its not like your gonna fall and just die, maybe get a bruise but not go sifth feet unda” I said.

Nay laughed as if it was the funniest thing she ever heard.

“And you can’t be too afraid since you’re up ere riiiii??” I grinned.

Right then she stuck out her hand and said, “I’m Lanay Gonzales, how do you do.”

I’ve never heard someone so polite before, it was weird, but I shook her hand and said “Alyse Jacobs, and I do fine tank you. And tanks for the help” I smiled.

“AH- Lease, pretty.“ she smiled in return. 

After that, we always hung out, coming up with stupid jokes, becoming blood sister that one hot summer before 7th grade,  and telling each other our secrets from elementary to now in our sophomore year at Lornnett View HS, home of the Jaguars, black and gold. We hung out so much that people in school started to think of us as sisters from different misters, even though we look nothing alike.

For one, Nay has really pretty dark hair that isn’t too thin or too thick and shows a pretty brown in the sunlight. I’m totally jealous since I have this thick black hair that’s just too much to deal with sometimes. She also has very pretty hazel eyes that I could die for, but I do love my sparkling bright blue-gray eyes ( more blue ). Lastly, Nay is beautifully mixed with Black and Puerto Rican, although she doesn’t know any Spanish, while I’m just Italian, with no original culture too, I might add being that  I was adopted at 4. 

Nay is the type of person who is a fun person to be around when you get to know her and she becomes comfortable. By glance she seems all sweet and polite like boring, but she’s the one who got me to steal with her in Wally World (aka Walmart). The both of us together have loads of fun trying to be bad, but we’re really just nice people with a little “edge” as we like to call it. 

As for us being on the Social Popularity Chain. We were actually in between the middle and the highest level. We weren’t average and we we’re the coolest girls in the school, we left that to the cliché, Melissa Evans and the two “shadows“. The “shadows, Elaine Burke and Alison Springfield are always at Melissa side. They meshed well together, I guess, since they’re all soo self-absorbed and about looking extra fake.

I think just about every school has a Melissa., you know, the one girl who had a boyfriend before everyone in 7 th grade, not because she was out there or fast, just because she was cool, beautiful and had natural authority. With that type of power, of course she had the attitude to go with it. Melissa basically ran middle and now high school.