[BOOK 1] More Than This

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Ice-Cream-Alley-Crew

[Kinzy's POV]

After class, we decided to stop by the ice cream parlor along the way. That's our favorite past time before going home during weekdays and Friday is an exemption since we go to the bar after class.

Sue's Ice Cream Shop

We dragged three tables and connected it as one before I go to the counter to order our foods. We have this habit that I, as the leader of the gang, the one that will order our food every time we hanged out in this place.

"Good afternoon sir, what's your order?" the crew smiled at me then faded when he saw my face while I smirked triumphantly like I won million dollars in a fucking game. Oh, I love this day so fucking hard.

"So, you work here." I said while putting my chin in my palm.

He just swallows hard.

"I remember telling you not to cross path with me again, right?" I read his badge place at his chest; Ethan is his name.

I furrow my eye brows when I saw the band aid at the bridge of his nose. I felt a sudden rush of guilt strikes my chest. Why should I? Tsk. I shouldn't be because he deserves it.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." He said while looking down as if the floor is the most beautiful thing in the world that needs his attention at the moment.

"Ok, I'll let this passed for the meantime, but next time I don't want to see your face again." I said with stern voice.

He swallows hard again then nodded his head.

"You look so brave when we first met but now you look like a kitten ready to be eaten by a snake." I chuckled, I didn't mean to scare him but the look on his face is priceless and I already love bullying this guy.

"What's your order, sir?" he said in the most polite way.

"Ok, give me 10 bacon cheese sandwiches, 5 cookies and cream, 3 vanilla and 2 coffee crumble." I said without even looking at the menu. Of course I memorized it all since we are hanging here for over a year and half.

But I didn't see this guy here. Maybe he's here not long enough. Besides, I never memorized the names of their crews. I'm not their manager to do it and I'm not fun of memorizing faces and names and the hell I care about them.

"That's 35 dollar, sir." He said with a hint of smile. I see him smile. No, maybe I'm just imagining him smiling at me. Whatever!

I give him 50 dollar. After punching it to the registry, he gave me my 15 dollar change. I feel the sudden rush of electricity running through my hand when our hands brushes into each other and I immediately pulled my hand away. What is that thing? I turned my back after I pay my order and getting my change in his hand, thinking how weird is that thing I felt a while ago. Is he some kind of sorcerer?

I sits beside Seventh Arthur Cooper a.k.a Seven who is busy head banging his head to the music in his iPhone 6s plus. I look around my gang. They look so busy texting or scrolling their phones and never get notice the weird face I'm making. Yeah, the typical them. I rolled my eyes to that thought and drag my eyes to the counter where around 10 people are now lining to order their food.

I got the chance to observe the guy behind the counter. He has this puffy cheek and round eyes. His brown colored hair was hidden beneath the hair net. He has this petite body size, which I think makes him sexy and 5'6 or 5'7 height. He looks amusing in his black and pink uniform, the usual uniform of the crews in this shop. His creamy white skin is tempting.