POV - Amelia
My alarm woke me up for school at 7AM but that wasn't the first thing that popped up on my mind.
I don't have a car to get me to school!!!! I totally spaced out after the argument with Travis last night and forgot to set my alarm earlier than usual.
So now I'm in my uniform at the bus stop five blocks away from my house, impatiently waiting for the next bus to come in an hour. I've missed first period and probably will get there by period 4 the latest.
I blame Travis for having to come over and make me blow up in his face. No actually I blame Sarah for demolishing my car and beating me up, resulting in Travis' lame attempt to make me available in the dating department for his own desires.
Well now I have to wake up an hour earlier for school everyday. This just goes on to extend the long list of reasons as to why I hate school with a burning passion.
My hands are numb and ice cold as I rub them together and blow into them trying to produce heat.
The sky is dark filled with large grey clouds, threatening to spill the rain gathered in there.
And also to my luck, the bus comes 20 minutes late but I get on just before droplets of rain start to spit, yay me.
The bus stops at the gate of the school and I get off. There are some kids I recognise from my school who probably wagged and are coming back for lunch.
I remember back in junior year when I used to wag with my best friend. We thought we were badasses, telling our parents we'd take the bus to school but actually go somewhere else.
I roll my eyes at the anxious year 7's eyeing the school as to whether they should go back in and risk getting caught or not.
I get off the bus, touching off with my myki and yelling a 'thank you' to the bus driver.I speed walk to my locker and just before the school bell rings for lunch, I move to the principals office to sign in and get a late pass.
School ends not long after. I avoided Travis at all costs because I did not want to have to listen to his excuses or encounter any awkward stares. There was really no point in me coming to school to arrive at lunch and only being present for two periods. I now have work and have to endure more public transport, ugh.
My shift ends in about an hour and I can't wait to go home. The weather is so gloomy and the cafe isn't really busy seeing as it's a Thursday evening.
The door opens and I recognise the people piling through. My ears perk up as I hear their deep laughter ringing throughout the almost empty cafe.
It's Travis' group of friends. I sigh and drop my head in my hand. One of my co-workers, Anthony, went over and seated them at a table.
I hid behind the counter trying not to be seen by them. Do they know I work here? What are they even doing in a cafe? It's so not their scene.
My manager calls my name and I turn my head instantly. He nods over to the table, telling me to go serve them.
I nod and grab my notepad before groaning as I walk over to their table.I clear my throat as I reach their table, their heads instantly turning my way.
"Hi, what can I get for you guys?" I say lightly, hoping they don't start conversation."Amelia! What a coincidence to see you here," Aaron says with a glint in his eye.
I squint at him a bit, hoping he doesn't try to pull anything funny because I know he isn't too fond of me.
"Shutup Aaron, we so knew she works here," some other guy I don't know shoots over.
There were six guys at the table. Aaron, Jay, Tyler and three other guys I don't know but no signs of Travis? How odd.
"Um, how'd you guys know I work here?" I say as I raise a brow.
"Travis told us. He also told us about how you were all over him but he's not into clingy girls," one guy said with a wink at the end.
Oh no he didn't.
"Pffft, I most certainly was not all over him. He's a liar, obviously a thick headed guy like him wouldn't take rejection easily and try to make me look bad."Aaron let out a wolf whistle, followed by lowly saying "feisty."
"I like it," Jay added.
"Didn't he say he slept with her?"
My eyes pop open, oh no he did not. This conceited, egotistic jerk is so full of himself.
"Oh did he? Well I can confirm that the rumours of him being a sex god is without a doubt, false," I slammed my fist on the table while smiling at them probably looking eerie as I was trying to contain my anger.
They all shouted in laughter. I turned back to look at the kitchen. Thankfully my manager wasn't witnessing this conversation.
"There's no way," one guy says after recovering from his laughter."He couldn't even last ten minutes," I say proudly. That'll teach the narcissistic dick to keep his mouth shut.
"My friend Ashton here has always had a crush on you," he pointed over to a boy on his left.
I could use this against Travis. You know, the good old get with his best friend and break his heart?
I smirk to myself."Is that so?" I say as I put one hand on their table, pop my hip to the side, lean against it and bat my eyelashes.
They all looked up at me like I was some Egyptian goddess. I roll my eyes, boys are so easy to manipulate.
"Are you busy this weekend?"
"No, I want to take her out first."They all speak over each other, I was flattered from the attention I was getting.
I smirk to myself knowing how this will be revenge to Sarah as well. Now she won't be the centre of attention anymore. She is going to be fuming with anger once she finds out that boys aren't chasing after her like a lost puppy anymore.Suddenly the boys all stopped talking and their eyes are looking directly behind me with an expression I couldn't read.
I whipped my head around quickly to see who it was and my heart jumps out of my chest at the sight in front of my eyes.My hand goes up to my mouth as I stare into his green eyes.
"Miss me, love?"
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A/N: HAHAH sorry for the cliffhanger. It's going to get good from here on. Questions will be answered.
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