Stally

Starbucks

Ally's pov.
Stevie said she was going to a friends dorm and just slammed the door. Have I done something wrong?
I decide to finish unpacking my shit. After about 25 minutes of doing so, I decided to go for a walk.
I headed to the campus Starbucks, which is only a 1 minute walk from my dorm, to get a coffee - yes...Starbucks is life...Starbucks is me...I am Starbucks.
I walk into the place and go up to the counter. The lady at the counter takes my order, I then take a seat near the window.
"HILLS" I hear the barista call out. I get up from my seat and take my coffee. As I sit down at the table again, a face I was avoiding walks in the door. Fucking Nicole and her boyfriend Nash. They spot me and I race up from my seat, spilling the hot coffee all over my shirt, I see nearly the whole shop start to laugh and point. Everything is going in slow motion. The palms of my hands start to get sweaty and then - BLACK.

I wake up in the hallway next to my dorm room. My vision is blurry at first, I rub my eyes to see a note on my stomach. I look down at the piece of paper and it reads
You freak of a fag. You're lucky the barista came with us to bring you back here or you'd be in a much worse condition.
Fucking Nicole is my nightmare.
I hear footsteps coming towards me.
"A-Ally?" ...oh it's Stevie.
"Oh...uh um hi Stevie" I say still on the floor.
"Ally what happened?"
"Well um let's see, I was born, then a few years later I blacked out in a Starbucks, then Nicole came along a ruined my life" I say chocking up a bit.
"Shit Alison. Come on, we'll get you cleaned up" she says, a bit unimpressed.