Caffeine (OC Based HP story)

Part 1 Chapter 3

Part 1 Chapter 3

"But I want a milkshake!" Raven complained loudly while they stood at the bus stop, waiting to head home from town. The middle aged woman 3 meters away sent the two a disapproving look.

"We did not come in to get a milkshake, we came in to get you new school shoes." He reasoned. Looking at the bus time table rather than at his sister, she would either be glaring at him or giving him the puppy eyes. As the seconds his sister was quiet grew long he become certain she was giving his a deadly look.

He spared her a quick glance. Yep. Death glare.

No, I am not giving in to her being creepy.

"There's a coffee shop right there." She said, pointing to Bean There, ad Griffin scolded himself for picking the bus stop right out the front of the shop, but it was closest to the shoe shop and the city was far too busy on a Saturday to take the car. He knew he had mentioned the name of the shop to his sister, and the name of his favourite barista, he knew she knew what she was doing.

"Don't even dream about setting a foot towards that shop." He said calmly, eyes narrowed at her. An evil grin stretched across her face and Griffin only had a second to think god dammit before she is weaving through the crowd towards the store.

Griffin didn't get angry or immediately rush after her, he couldn't see her in the crowd, but he could see people move for some (one) thing too sort for him to see. He watched as she entered the shop, he could see her by the gap around the door. And then he took one deep breath and clumsily pushed his way through the crowd.

There was no one in line when Raven entered the shop and she walked up to the girl at the counter, standing on her tippy toes to be as tall as possible. The girl (whose name tag said Emily) looked down at her, all Raven could think was that she had hit the jackpot, it was the Emily.

"One strawberry milkshake please." Raven said, Emily's eyes slowly narrowed. She took the time to blow a strand of hair out of her face before speaking.

"Do you have any way to pay for it, sweetie?" she asked suspiciously.

"My ATM should be walking in any second now." Raven said casually, adding; "so how about that milkshake?" as Griffin finally entered, a Clarks shopping bag on one arm and a scowl on his face.

"I thought 8 year olds were supposed to be cute and adore ponies, not have an IQ that rivals a High School student's and be more evil then Darth Vader." He said to her almost blandly, raising one eyebrow so amazingly high Emily was almost jealous, but she just watched the scene before her carefully.

"I'm smarter than a high school student, it's not my fault I'm brilliant."

"So just the milkshake or would you like to add something else." Emily asked after she cleared her throat.

"N-nothing thank you, we'll be leaving." Griffin answered, stuttering slightly when he started his sentence when he noticed it was Emily; the pretty barista he had a moderate crush on.

Emily said 'Are you sure, sir?' at the same time Raven said 'just an espresso and your hand in marriage.'

It took a second before Emily realised what little Raven had said,

"What?"

"Ignore her, she's trying to cause trouble in hopes of getting what she wants." Griffin said, "Which will not work, Raven we're leaving." He said stersnly.

"One strawberry milkshake and one regular espresso come to 5 pounds exactly." Emily said with a spiteful smirk in Griffin's direction. He sighed, feeling both infuriated and infatuated with the girl behind the counter.

As he and Raven had their two drinks delivered to them at the corner table several minutes later, Emily joined them, telling Amy behind the counter to take over for a few minutes. She fiddled with the '5' marker in the centre of the table as she and Raven chatted about the pros and cons of glitter and Griffin watched on silently.

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