Painful Love (MC fanfiction)

24 | Love Triangle?

EMILY'S POV

I heard her voice call out her name, and I can't help but want to kiss her hard and call her mine.

But I can't.

Why not?

My subconscious asks.

Stop thinking about it, Em, you can't.

But there's still a chance-

"Shut up, brain!" I whisper-yelled to myself.

People gave me looks and so did she, but I smiled shyly and cracked a stupid joke. I fixed my apron and made my hair more presentable. I washed my hands and stood at the counter, waiting for my partner.

"Sup, Em?" She smiled at me.

"He-hey, a-a-Ashley." I replied.

She cocked an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

"N-no, nothing. Nothing is wrong." I shook my head rapidly.

"Well, alright, then." She smiled sweetly. "Shall we begin?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "S-s-sure."

"Okay." She replied, seeming unsure of her answer. I couldn't quit acting like a toddler experiencing their first crush in preschool.

Our first customer came in.

"Hello and welcome. What would you like to have today?" We said simultaneously. We looked at each other briefly and giggled under our breaths. Our customer looked scared.

"I would like.... Actually, I haven't been here before what would you recommend?" He said, tapping his chin and scratching his stubble.

"I'd recommend anything with caramel. More specifically, the caramel frappe with extra cream. Our whipped cream has its own flavor." I smiled sweetly.

"And what do you recommend?" He asked Ashley.

"I recommend the green tea latte. Don't you love tea? Especially green tea? Try it in latte form. It's delicious, you gotta trust me!" Ashley said in an enthusiastic tone, her hands waving about in over pronounced hand gestures.

One secret when this happened in our café is, when a customer asks for recommendations or which one was better, partners battle. This rarely ever happens. Our boss watches over us when it happens. Whoever wins, gets a raise. Not much to him, but so much for me. Three quarters to two thousand! He'll add it to our monthly pay.

He must be watching by now.

"What did you say about the caramel?" He asked. I smiled wider.

"The caramel frappe? Yeah, it's a delicious cup of caramel in coffee, size is your choice. You get to choose with cream or no cream, too. But I highly suggest with cream. Because our homemade whipped cream has its own flavor! And it's extremely cheap! The price goes with the size. The bigger the cup, the higher the price. So what do you say? Caramel frappe it is?" I crossed my fingers behind my back.

"I think I'll go with the green tea in regular size." He nodded. I groaned inwardly, although I smiled instantly when I saw the wide grin on Ashley's face.

"That'll fourteen dollars and ninety cents." She chirped. He handed over the money. "Thank you and have a nice day. Find a seat and wait for your name to be called."

"Oh, alright. My name is Bobby." He smiled kindly.

"Alright, Bobby, you'll get your drink in just a bit!" She said cheerfully. She handed over the money to me and started brewing. I keyed in the order and put in the cash in the cash register. He's quite a precise man. He gave exactly fourteen dollars and ninety cents. He did seem quite old and wise.