My Best Friend [COMPLETE]

Chapter 4 - 8am Was A Bad Idea

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"Ugh" I groaned. Waking up at 8:00 was a horrible idea. I got dressed, black jeans and a flowy red top. I pulled on a light jacket, which was black. I shoved my wallet in my back pocket and checked my phone.

12 new messages. I looked, and 3 were from Ashley. 7 were from twitter, and the last 2 from Thomas. Why would Thomas have texted me? I got another message from him.

I unlocked my phone.

6AM, Thomas: Hey Madi, you up?

630AM, Thomas: Oh wait you won't be up for an hour and a half. Sorry XD

802AM, Thomas: You should be up now...

805AM, Me: Yes I'm up. I wish I wasn't.

820AM, Me: At the coffee shop. Going home. You there?

He hadn't replied yet. I didn't really care. But at the same time I cared. I was next in line.

"Hi, how can I help you?" called the girl behind the counter. She was pretty. She had longish dark blonde hair. She also had brown eyes.

"Um, can I get a vanilla latte extra vanilla?"

"Of course." I caught her name. It was Alex. That's pretty. I moved to the counter where you pick up the drinks.

"So how's your morning?" she asked, steaming the milk.

"Tiring. I have a coffee date."

"Well then why are you getting coffee now?"

"Because I'm too cranky in the morning."

"So why did you agree to the date."

"I have no idea. Why did I agree?"

"Don't ask me." She finished, pouring the milk in after the coffee, then adding extra vanilla. "Here."

"You're nice, will you still be here at nine-thirty?"

"Yeah, my shift ends at ten."

"Cool. I'll be back. Look for me." I walked out the door, and returned to the apartment.

I finished my coffee, and went back to starbucks later. it was nine thirty-two when he walked in.

"Sorry I'm late," he was breathing heavy. "My car broke down."

"It's fine, you got here two minutes late. No big deal." I walked to the counter with him.

"Hey! It's you!" said Alex.

"Yeah, hey." I replied.

"You guys know each other?" Bryce was confused.

"Yeah, we're really good friends." I said, not giving her time to say anything opposite that.

"What can I get you?" she asked Bryce.

"Well I'll have a peppermint-white chocolate mocha, and Madalyn will have..." A peppermint-white chocolate mocha? Gross.

"My usual." I said. She gave us our total.

"No, ma'am, you didn't understand my order." he said. "The white chocolate is a flavoring, and so is the peppermint. It's a normal mocha." he looked a little impatient.

"Oh, I'm sorry." We sat at a table.

"You have an interesting taste in coffee," I said.

"Well I would have something to say about yours, but I don't know what you got."

"Oh, just a vanilla latte extra vanilla. I always get it." A few minutes later, our name was called.

"I'l grab the drinks." I said walking to the counter.

"This looks gross." She handed me Bryce's drink. "And good friends?"

"Well, believe me, we're going to be." I took a pen and wrote my number on her wrist. "There. Text me later."

"Alright." she said. I walked back to our table with our coffee. The rest of our 'date' was uneventful. I can't believe I woke up at 8am for this.