Oceans Apart *ON HOLD*

Chapter Three:

THe already fading sounds of crickets finally cleared off, the sound of my brutal alarm clock rang out in my dark room. Slowly I rise from the comforts of my warm bed.

Glancing at the clock I look a the time,6:45

After a quick shower, i hurried around my small apartment hurrying out the door. Finally on the road, i simply allowed myself to relax again. It's the same cycle every Tuesday through Sunday, get up, get dressed, and roll 'em.

Soon enough i was able to push open the doors of the rustic cafe. The mixture of smells fill my nostrils. I continue to saunter on to the back, throwing on my apron.

A tired smile finds it's way to my face. I want so badly to get back to sleep, but I have work to do.

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Grabbing the broom handle, I walk over to the tables the song 'Who Says' by Salena Gomez playing through my ears. The beat of the rain provides the perfect beat, and I can't help but sing along as I sweep the floors by the tables. I must sound like a weirdo singing at the top of my lungs, in the middle of a cafe at 11:30 in the morning. But that's okay.

I wouldn't wanna be anybody else, hey

You made me insecure,

Told me I wasn't good enough.

But who are you to judge

When you're a diamond in the rough?

I'm sure you got some things

You'd like to change about yourself.

But when it comes to me

I wouldn't want to be anybody else.

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

I'm no beauty queen

I'm just beautiful me

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

You've got every right

To a beautiful life

C'mon

Who says, who says you're not perfect?

Who says you're not worth it?

Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?

Trust me, that's the price of beauty

Who says you're not pretty?

Who says you're not beautiful?

Who says?

It's such a funny thing

How nothing's funny when it's you

You tell 'em what you mean

But they keep whiting out the truth

It's like a work of art

That never gets to see the light

Keep you beneath the stars

Won't let you touch the sky

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

I'm no beauty queen

I'm just beautiful me-

I felt a light tap on my shoulder, I unplug one of my head phones the beautiful melody of the song I had been singing fading out, sucking me out of my wonderland.

Turning around I am met by the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen. They look like the ocean on a sparkling summer day, calm, a sea of absolute beauty. I feel butterflies erupt in my stomach. I feel the smile tug at my lips, my cheeks burning, the blush clear as day on my face.

"Hey." The boy said.

"Hey." I whispered shyly tucking a hair behind my ear looking at the ground.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

Wow his voice sounded like that of an angel.

"N-nothing. I'm sorry you had to hear that." I whispered.

"I'm not." He said.

I looked up, shocked. The blond haired, gorgeous blue eyed boy.

He simply flashed me a crooked smile, I swear, my heart just melted.

What is happening to me?!