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School was over before I knew it and now here I was restocking shelf's at the beauty supply store, where I had worked for the last year. I arrived only an hour ago and Leo texted me saying he would be here at five because he was bored and had nothing better to do. He did this almost every time I worked. He would sometimes bring either coffee or ice cream, sometimes he would bring something to eat.

It was 4 o'clock right now and my shift ended in 2 and a half hours. I had the radio turned up louder than normal and I was quietly singing along while organizing everything. I didn't really like what was on the radio but I could stand some of the songs.

I heard the bell ring from the door indicating someone had entered the store. I jogged to where the radio was located and turned it down. I walked over to the counter where I heard two boys joking around and laughing. As soon as I looked up to greet them, I was met with a face I thought I wouldn't see for the rest of the day.

"Hey, you're Evan's friend." Calum said with his signature smirk on his face that a lot of girls thought was attractive and "hot" but it really wasn't. At least to me since every other girl thought so.

"Yea, no shit." I replied, rolling my eyes. I wasn't fond of him and he knows that, yet he always bugs me for some reason and it just makes me hate him even more. Evan always says he is a good guy once you get to know him and my response to that is all ways the same. He's not a good person and never will be, the cocky attitude, going through girls left and right and being a complete asshole most of the time. Not a good person in my eyes.

"You don't got to be so sarcastic". He pouted. Every girl freaks out over his pout but I found it down right annoying, since he does that and thinks everyone will bow down on their knees to him.

I rolled my eyes once again and replied "It's who I am."  I looked to see who was next to him. I recognized him from school, he was in my history class, but I forgot his name. He was decent and from what I could tell from recently I had figured out that he wasn't like Calum. He was a lot more friendly and not cocky in the slightest way from what I could tell, and he was pretty cute.

I then smiled at the black haired boy who had a section dyed blue. "What can I help you with?" I asked, I knew that me being friendly to Calum's friend would annoy him and purposefully did it to agitate him.

Calum scoffed and roll his eyes when I was talking to his friend and I knew that it had irritated him which was what I was going for and I smirked in victory. I knew it bothered him so much that I was nice to everyone else but him. He was used to everyone liking him; but not me.

"Yea I was looking for blue and purple hair dye?" The guy asked. I need to learn his name, it bothered me that he was in at least one of my classes and I still didn't know his name. It wasn't that I had to know everyone's name, I had known it for a while but I guess I  forgot when I figured out he was close friends with Calum, and I assumed he was like him a year or two ago, which he isn't and I was wrong about that.

"Follow me." I walked down an aisle which contained all of the hair dye and showed him where all the colorful hair dye was placed and told him which ones I recommended. I turned on my heel and walked back to the counter waiting for them to come back to the front of the shop. I started humming softly along to the song that was playing on the radio

"Wow she really doesn't like you." I heard mystery dude whisper to Calum with a laugh. He had a cute laugh and I already liked him so much more from when he first walked him.

"Shut up Michael." I heard Calum say. I laughed quietly making sure they couldn't hear me, and then smiled knowing that I had figured out his name; Michael.

After a few minutes of Michael asking which shade and them bickering and laughing, I finally heard footsteps approaching the front of the shop. Michael had found his blue and purple hair dye and put the dye on the counter for me to ring it up while giving me a small smile which I had returned.

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