Wednesday at Starbucks ~~~~~~********
Roc's POV:
I stopped by Starbucks at 9:20. Our class didn't start until 9:50, so we decided to come about 30 minutes early. I really need to make a good impression on Yn today.
YN:
Today I have to go meet Roc at Starbucks. I got dressed in my chiffon high low dress, brown boots, and Starbucks earrings and headed to Starbucks. When I got there he was sitting at a table waiting for me.
Me: Hey I'm here
Roc: Hey how are you?
Me: Pretty good. I'm really looking forward to the Winter Break and second semester.
Roc: Oh.
Me: What's wrong?
Roc: Nothing. Well actually.....
Me: What?
Roc: I'm not really looking forward to going home to see my family.
Me: Oh. Well I just want you to know, you can tell me anything. Anything at all.
I wasn't going to press him for more on why he wasn't looking forward to going home, but I wanted him to be comfortable with me. I understand that everyone has their secrets. Even me.
Roc: Ah thanks. I think we should probably order now. "What do you want?" he asked, walking to the counter
Me: Um I'll have banana walnut bread, a cheese Danish, and a tall cinnamon dolce latte
Roc: Okay, and I'll have a blueberry muffin, chocolate chip cookie, and grande cinnamon dolce créme frappuccino
I laughed, that was so like him to order that. He tried to pay for the food but I slapped his hand out of the way.
Me: Um excuse me?
Roc: I'm paying for this, cause I'm a MAN
Me: Haha um no I'm paying because I'm I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T, do you know what that mean
Roc: Can I please pay, just this one time
Me: *grumbles* Fine
Roc's POV:
I walked back to the table with YN and sat down.
Me: What you're wearing is pretty nice
YN: Hold on is that a compliment I hear? :D
Me: Yes ma'am, indeed it is
Yn: Lol you sound weird when you say yes ma'am
Me: Why? Haven't you seen a perfectly respectful young human say yes ma'am?
YN: Yeah but the way you say it just makes me wanna die from laughing, like it's too much
Me: Lol why??
Yn: Because like, you say it like in an alien voice. That's the only way I even know how to describe it. There's like no words
Me: What, you mean like this? *says in voice*
YN: Ahah ahahahaha hahahah whew I can't I really can't *sheds a tear*
I looked at her with this weird face. She is crazy, I swear
Both: .......... O.O ................ :) ....... :D............O.O ...........Ahhahahhhhhahahahahhhahahh okay okay really
YN: Omg, just let me calm down, I think I'm dying from laughing too hard aha. You're hurting me
Me: Lol, I have to admit, that was pretty funny.
YN: So.... What classes are you taking for second semester?
Me: Oh idk yet.I'm still deciding. I might take ballroom dance. Or ethics. Or golf
YN: Oh, well I'm taking ballroom dance, religion, and a zumba/yoga/pilates combination class
Me: That's cool. Maybe I'll do some of those classes with you
She started laughing
Me: What?
YN: I can't see you taking any of those classes to be honest. Ballroom dance? Golf? Zumba?
Me: Hey I didn't say which ones I was taking haha. Or if I would at all. So, are you going home to see your family?
YN: Oh yeah, definitely. I want to see my mom, dad, and adorable little brother.
Me: You have a little brother? I never knew.
YN: Yeah! He's so cute and energetic
She showed me a picture of him on her phone. He looked about 5 or 6
Me: That right there is a trouble maker. I can see it in the eyes
YN :Lol yep. He tries to beat up people twice his size. He's an active one.
Me: Lol yeah I wish I could meet him. I'd treat him like he was my own. I wish I had a little brother.
YN got this sad look in her eyes. I don't know why. It was like she was reminded of something dark and terrible from what I had just said. Her eyes seemed lost in thought. I looked at her lips, perfectly plump and pink. So intoxicating. Before I realized what I was doing, my lips were crashing into hers and our lips fit perfectly together. And surprisingly, as caught off guard as she was, she kissed back. With passion. As she opens her mouth and kisses me, I can taste a faint hint of cinnamon on her tongue from her latte. Our tongues battled for dominance until I finally pulled away and our noses touched. I cupped her face, staring at her eyes that had become softer and a deeper brown and her lips that were fuller and more pink from kissing.
"I'm....sorry," I said.
"For what?" she asked
"For....kissing you."
"No,no. Don't be sorry. I mean...listen its almost time for class, I've got to go."
"Wait, YN. Can we at least walk to class together."
"Uh......"
She seemed hesitant, like she really wanted to say no.
"Oh okay I understand, I'm sorry. Bye. See you in class I guess."
"No let's walk together. We have to go to the same place anyways."
I smiled brightly at her. We walked down the path together kind of awkwardly until she she finally said
"So.....I was just wondering. Would you like to come home with me for the holidays? As friends of course?I know you said you didn't want to go home to your family. I understand if you don't want to bu-
"YN I would love to! I'm surprised that you actually would ask me, I thought you hated me.
"Hated you? No I don't hate you, I never have. I've just been disappointed with your actions." she said. "The worst thing you can do is love someone who doesn't love you back." she whispered under her breath with a distant look in her eyes, mostly to herself
"What was that last part?" I asked, pretending I hadn't heard her
"Oh nothing. That was probably some dead branches rustling or something"
"Oh okay." I just accepted her answer "I'll be glad to get out of these classes and do the electives next sem"
"I feel you," she said,"I'm sick of all these essays"
With that we walked into class and sat down in our prospective seats for another round of torture
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