Parker's P.O.V.
I'll be honest - Amber was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. Most guys thought so, but our paths seemed to cross more than often and, unlike everyone else, I had every opportunity to find out more about her. She was gorgeous. Her auburn hair wasn't too long, but it wasn't too short either...and I loved how her blonde highlights shimmered if they met the sun. It fell perfectly at shoulder length. She stood at about 5'4 and she hair a fair complexion. She seemed confident enough...and...she didn't seem interested in me. But then, maybe it's because I never asked. For some reason, I could never bring myself to make that next move.
I wanted to get to know her better, but our encounters usually consisted of a nod of the head while passing each other in the hall or glancing at each other from across the room.
Like...right now.
It was about ten A.M. and I'd settled down in a secluded booth towards the back of a crowded Starbucks. My papers were strewn on the table, around my laptop and textbooks, as I wasn't known to have a very neat study area. I absentmindedly chewed on the tip of my eraser as I pretended to be reading....In reality, however, my mind was spinning with millions of things which were abruptly interrupted when I heard the little bell above the door ring, and saw her walk in.
My heart beat a little faster. As she stood in line, her eyes scanned the room and settled on me.
I smiled awkwardly and waved. She waved back. I pretended to go back to studying, but I was still lookng at her out the corner of my eye, and I was honestly awestruck.
I watched as she leaned patiently against the wall as she waited for her drink. After she received her purchase, she sighed as she realized they'd spelled her name wrong...again. Of course. I'd sort of memorized how she subtly shook her head as she took a peek at the sloppy name, scribbled on the side of the cup. How do you even misspell 'Amber'? I'll never know. But aside the point. I suddenly noticed she was standing awkwardly in the crowded Starbucks looking for a seat. How long had she been there?
I looked at where I was sitting...and I noticed she did too. There was an empty seat across from me.
I looked at the seat, then at her.... But, it was too late. She must've decided I wasn't going to give it to her so she walked outside to sit alone.
Dang it, Parker! Why are you like this?!
I'd missed yet another opportunity to talk to her. I sighed and put my ear buds in, pulling open a few tabs on my computer and mentally beating myself over the head.
Well, maybe I wasn't really cut out for getting the attention of girls...but school was school and still had to be done. Especially if I wanted to graduate my senior year before I turned nineteen. I pushed the thoughts of Amber out of my head, as much as I could, and took to studying once again.
But the thought of her never really left. It just burnt a hole in that little space, in the back of my brain as school consumed the rest.
A/N - guys, I'm having so much fun writing this freaking book right now. But, be honest, is it getting boring?? Leave a comment. The next chapter is going to be short too. But I'll work on some longer ones. LOVE YOU, MY SMALL BEANSS!!!
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