My Starbucks Boy

3¤ My Starbucks Boy

Let me warn you humans, if you have a test, never spend the previous day watching movies and playing Grand theft auto with your best friend, who has a free day.

I have a class by 10am today, and I slept by 3am.

Now, it's a few minutes after 5, and I'm scurrying around the flat, looking for my chemistry book.

I'm such a good student.

"Can you shut the fuck up and move already?" My grouchy and sleepy roommate groaned and I pushed her aside to search for my book.

"Don't get all grumpy on me. You caused this!" I sassed back, throwing the duvet over her and walking away.

"How exactly?"

"You're the adult, the responsible one. You should've said something. But you didn't"

Lame excuse, I know. But I had to blame anything now.

"Okay Godmother you're being ridiculous right now. And I will not be a victim of your craziness. So you better get out of this place and go raid somewhere else"

I huffed, moving out to do exactly as she said.

7am sharp and I just found the damn book. In my fucking book bag.

I searched that place a hundred times! Okay maybe just twice.

But still!

I grudgingly moved out of the house, pulling my oversized sweater over my body and shutting the door.

Standing In front a just opened Starbucks, I was contemplating going in. And whether I would see Mikey the Starbucks boy again today.

"Hey" I greeted, tracing my fingers on the cold, marble counter.

"Hey, uh" his brow was raised, silently asking for my name.

"Alien" I blurted out, my eyes turning into saucers as I realized my slip up.

Where did that come from.

"Alien?" He giggled. "So are we playing the mysterious game here?"

"Wasn't my initial plan, but okay" I smiled, resting my chin on my palm.

"So what are you going to have today?" He asked, slipping into professional mode.

"I always have a pumpkin spice latte in the mornings" I replied, never taking my eyes off his face.

"Always? So you've never had anything different?"

I shrugged. "There's nothing more appropriate for the mornings like the pumpkin spice. Don't think I'd like to change it"

He gasped dramatically, making me giggle.

"But there's a wide variety of Starbucks awesomeness that you haven't tried! And they say variety is is the spice of life"

I laughed and shook my head.

"I know, but it was my first love, and I can't see myself falling for another one. It just feels weird"

He raised up an eyebrow. "You must really have a thing against new things"

I laughed softly "No I don't. I just like pumpkin spice"

I walked over and took a seat, pulling out my chemistry book.

"One pumpkin spice latte for the pretty lady who is.... reading a chemistry textbook?"

I looked up into a confused face. "What? Is it so strange to see someone reading chemistry?"

"Kind of" he replied, sitting opposite me and dropping my coffee for me.