"Have a nice day." I wave off chirpily, bidding a good day to the last customer before flipping over the, 'welcome to the shortbread cafe' sign, to the, 'sorry, we are now closed, come back to shortbread cafe soon', sign. "School tomorrow." My friend mocks me from behind the counter. "Don't." I groan, throwing my head back in annoyance. I walk into the pantry where the stove is and also where Candy's phone is kept. I take a quick glance, clicking the home button to check the time before realising that her phone was buzzing violently. "Candy! Phone!" I call, analysing the person's name. "Seriously, Candy, how many boyfriends do you have a week?" I laugh as soon as she enters. "Hush! But if you must know, three to five." She chuckles crazily. "Well." I clarify laughing, folding my pastel-coloured apron and placing it in the tub. "See you Saturday!" I wave, watching her wrist charm jingle as her hand shakes back at me.
The walk home took longer than usual for some reason. It's probably because of the constant reminder of the homework swamping me right now - thanks brain, really needed that. I laugh to myself, acknowledging how mental I really am and start climbing the marble steps to my apartment. I live alone only because my dad died and my mum, whilst being perfectly stable, lives with my grandparents which means there's not tons of room to spare. As I walk in, I cursed at myself for leaving a window open. I have a fear of robbers since when me and my mother lived in a house with my father, our neighbour to our left and out neighbour to our right were both robbed.
"Why can't someone live with me so I can be made food?" I moan, and as if on cue, there's a knock at my door. "Candy? Are you okay?" I ask, embracing my crying best friend in a warm bear hug. "No. Noah fucked another girl!" She whines. "Candy, you've been with him a lot. If you have feelings for him tell him." I explain, leading her to the sofa (couch) after shutting the plain white door.
After a few moments she proceeds to speak. "It's not that simple, Amberle, we promised that we were a hook-up couple." She cries, calling me my pet-name. "Sex is never the answer to any problems." I say. "Let me call Melanie she'll know what to d-" I start, unable to finish. "No no no. M-Melanie was who he fucked..." She trailed off, leaving me completely and utterly gob-smacked. "Wow." I sneer. "But, Candy, it... It might of been... Rape." I say, knowing that Noah is 'that type of guy.' "Amber, I think you may be right." She shrugs, drying the last of the tears from her reddened cheeks. "But I'm taking precautions. She might've been drunk or something. I'll get over it eventually..." She considers. "Okay." I answer, agreeing on her idea. She stands up to leave. "Bye, drive safe and if you see the bastard kick him in the balls from me." I laugh, watching the rest of her journey down the halls.
Walking into the kitchen, I sigh. My cupboards are empty. Looks like I'm going grocery shopping, what fun. Note the sarcasm. I wonder around for my keys, not knowing where they could be. Shit, I mentally curse myself. I walk outside anyway, just to see if the keys are still jammed into the ignition like they were yesterday since I've been walking everywhere so far today. I walk directly to my car, noticing about three men dressed in black staring at me out of the corner of my eye. As much as my heart thuds, I try not to look at them. I glare into my window and correctly, the keys were there, perched contently in the jam o the ignition. Banging on the window I complained, quickly covered up by two black gloves gripping my mouth.
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Kissing Is The Easy Part
Novela Juvenil"Can I kiss you?" He asks nervously. "Uh..." I stutter, feeling slightly nauseous of being kissed. "Please don't frown, Amber, you're too beautiful for that." Cole says, leaning in and pressing his lips to mine. Amber Reid and Cole Virgo are two, co...
