Pastels

Chapter 1

   I walked into Starbucks to start another day of work. Working here is my summer job. I figured hey, why not? I'm not going to be doing anything anyway, and I sure as hell wasn't going to spend my summer with my grandparents. I love them, really, but staying at their house for three months would just be torture. Besides, I'd rather stay in the comfort of my own home with my parents.

   As I got out of my car, I saw Don, another employee, lock the door. He's always pissing me off, but he's pretty chill. He stood inside of the building, flipping me off with both hands. I scoffed and made it look like I was ready to kick through the door. Don immediately unlocked it. He knows how hard I kick, and he knows I really would kick through the glass door. 

   "No need to shatter glass into my head" said Don.

   "Well you know, some people just like to be assholes and lock doors"

   "Yeah, well us assholes need to obtain a healthy level of sanity, so I had no choice" Don gave me a thumbs up and a big smile. He patted my back and said,

   "Well I gotta get back to work before Brenda yells at me again. You should hurry too, before she says anything"

   "Dude, you over exaggerate about her. She's totally nice. Pretty, too" I winked at Don and nudged his shoulder. He blushed. HA! He thinks Brenda's pretty!

   "Woah! You totally have a crush! She's pretty and you know it!" Don blushed even more and tried to avoid eye contact.

   "Ahh whatever, Don. Catch you later."

   I went into the back to put on my apron and green hat. Ugh, I absoloutley loathe this hat. I prefer beanies or bandanas if I choose to put anything on my head at all.

   I walked to the front counter and helped the first customer. I don't actually pay much attention to the customers-on purpose, anyway-but I could tell you about how tall they are, what they are wearing, and what their voice sounds like after the short period of them ordering. 

   The day went on, nothing exciting, and I was starting to get bored. There was no one who needed anything, so I decided to look for something to play with.

   I went into the back, to find a cup full of paper clips. I started linking them together to make a chain.

    After a few minutes of doing this, I heard the bell from the door ring. I walked up to the front counter to find a mature looking teenage girl with pastel purple hair. She was wearing a black slouch beanie with a Batman pin on the side. Her hair was wavy, like beach curls, and she had on a burgundy colored lipstick. She was wearing a black collared tank top with studs on the shoulders. That was all I could tell, seeing as the counter was up to our waists. 

   "Hello" I said. "What'll you have?"

   "I think I'll look for a minute" she replied. 

   "Mkaay. Tell me when you're ready" I started fiddling with my bracelet, and also secretly looking up to see her. God, she's gorgeous. She's not your tipical 'popular girl at school' gorgeous, she's breathtaking. She could be a fricken model. I'm also glad to see that she doesn't wear much makeup. From the looks of it, she only wears that dark lipstick.

   She finally looked back to me and said, "Okay, I'm ready" I stood up straight, and listened to her order.

   "I'll have a grande iced white chocolate mocha" she said. 

   "Comin' right up" I went over to make her coffee, and she started a conversation.

   "Nice weather, right?" she asked. 

   "You like it when it's cloudy and windy?" I asked, with a bit of confusion. 

   "Cloudy, yes. Windy, not so much. It blows my hair everywhere. I don't really like warm weather or the sun, so I prefer days like this. I guess it's nice that I don't have to wear a jacket, though."

   "I guess I don't really like being in the sun, either. As if you couldn't tell from my paleness" I gestured to myself. 

   "Haha, I think I'm paler than you" the girl said. I'm like a fricken corpse. Which is okay, I guess. It'd be cool to be like Emily from The corpse bride"

   Oh my gosh! I fucking LOVE Tim Burton! I like this girl a bit more now. 

   "Gosh, I love him. His movies are great. Especially Beetle Juice" I said.

   "That's a good one! I also love Edward Scissorhands!" my face brightened up even more. Some people don't even know that movie exsists!

   "Yeah, that was a good movie, too!" before handing the girl her coffee, I quickly wrote "Call me" with my number by it. I hope she sees. "Here's your coffee, miss"

   She looked at my nametag and said, "Thanks, August." she winked then turned to leave. Damn. That girl is fucking great. I hope she calls me. 

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   I looked at my phone. Four o'clock; Time to leave. 

   "Don, time to go!" I shouted. He quickly appeared from the back room.

   "It's about time" he said. "Today went by so slow. But now we can go wander the joyous land of Gameworks!"

   I thought for a moment about the girl with purple hair. Well in reality, she had been occupying my thoughts since I first laid eyes on her. Then I realized Don's hand was waving in front of my face.

   "Dude" Don said. "Get out of Neverland"

   "Sorry" I replied. "Just thinking"

   Don gave me a flirty look. "About what?" He winked. "A who, perhaps?"

   "Actually, yes. This girl-"

   "Oooohhh! August has a crush!" Don half shouted. 

   I rolled my eyes. "Anyway, she came to get some coffee earlier, and she was really pretty. We also had a short conversation, and she seems pretty cool"

   "What did she look like?" Don asked. 

   "She had pastel purple hair, dark lipstick, about this high" I held up my hand to my collarbones. It's not that she's super short, I'm just really tall.

   "Ahh the purple haired girl. Her name's Sally. She comes in every day in the early afternoon. You've never seen her before? She's kinda hard to miss"

   I shrugged. "Maybe, I dunno"

   "I have her number if you wanna call her" Don winked at me. "It's in the computer for-"

   I cut him off. "Nah, don't worry about it. I wrote my number on her cup"

   Don smiled. "Well aren't you smooth?"

   "Whatever, man. Let's go"