✔️ Love, Boys And A Whole Lot Of Trouble (Complete)

Chapter 3: Caramel Frapps and Alec Chandler

I literally just got out of the shower and man, it feels so good. 

The good thing about showers is that they clear my head and just make me feel better. Surprisingly enough, It was nice clearing all the thoughts of my brothers friend's out of my head.

 Staring at my beloved walk-in-closet, I decided to chose to wear a grey hoodie, some UGGs and black leggings. I was thinking a crop top and a skater skirt, but then looked at the freezing weather outside. Not to mention wearing a cute outfit would mean having to do my hair. Me, being the lazy person I am couldn't even bother brushing my hair in the first place. So, the basic girl I am, just ended up tying it into a messy bun.

I grabbed my phone and keys and headed down stairs, maybe the park would be cool. Lils agreed to meet me there earlier. I was stopped halfway down. Of course, I was hoping to see the boys gone but, surprise surprise, they're still here. They were all laughing  their asses of at something that was most likely some dare. I couldn't care any less about what the dare was so I just slowly continued to walk the last few steps to the door. About to open the door unfortunately being stopped by someone's voice.

"Hey, Cupcake!" Skye said.

"Don't you even think of calling me that." I replied, hiding the burning blush on my cheeks from the cute nickname he gave me. I am so lucky that I wore my hoodie. I think I'm the only one out of my friends with such a red blush. I would not want to be embarrassed and blushing in front of him. GET IT TOGETHER AMELIA! What if he meant a fat, ugly cupcake with a blob of brown icing mushed on the floor (maybe the brown icing blob would be my best messy bun!). But then, no he wouldn't mean that. Would he?

When my brain recovered from that little trance, I couldn't help but just to notice what he was wearing. He was wearing a Coldplay T-shirt! They are literally one of my favorite bands of all times! Suddenly an amazing thought came across my mind, it was Skye and I driving into the sunset, blasting Coldplay on the radio and singing really off key having the time of our lives. Ok, it's official. I'm going crazy!

"You wouldn't tell me your name, you know. So I figured cupcake would suit you the best," the hot turquoise eyed guy said dreamily. Then I looked back at his face. He's smirking.

"Ugh, fine. If you call me that just to hide the fact that you think I'm fat, ugly or disgusting. You know lying is not good," I said with a disappointed face. I think I just confused him. Heck, I confused myself. My observation was correct.

"What do you mean?" Lol. I can't help but think of Justin Bieber at this point.

Ahhh! You're going of the rails here, girl. Why would I even care about what he thinks of me?!? You know what? He can think anything he wants, I don't give a crap about his opinion, but he looks so GOOD. Like, nearly as good as my true bæ Nutella. I sniffle just thinking about a Nutella sandwich, after all I would die if it weren't for Nutella. You're stronger than that, girl. Anyway, Starbucks is waiting, get a grip on your emotions!

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Arriving at Starbucks, I order as usual, a caramel frapp. Yes, it is warmer right now, not really hoodie weather. Well, it was quite chilly in the morning.

 I wait by the counter for my coffee to arrive, I just got takeaway.

I look at the clock above the door. It's 11:30am. Then, the door swings open, revealing the person who just walked in. Oh my gawd. He's hot.

For a second, I thought it was Skye. You know, the cute looking turquoise eyed guy, but reality hit me as I saw the school's biggest manwhore. His tall (6"2'), broad frame blocked the door. His dark and cute shaggy, messy brown hair looking nothing, but prefect. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt paired with some simple black jeans that were hanging low on his waist. I think I'm drooling. His really hot electric blue eyes were covered by a pair of Ray-Bans, oh shame! To finish, his signature smirk was plastered on his face.