The Barista's Girl

Chapter 6 - Cocoa!

(A/N - The song is just for reference to the lyrics that come later in this chapter. It's not the playlist of this chapter.)

Jasmine's POV -

Okay, what was I really thinking, coming here?

That this was the 'it' place for you.

I-I can't just go in there. It's almost been three days since we met, it's going to be real awkward showing up at Xander's door when he didn't even invite me

Then why the hell have you been pacing around his house gate for the past fifteen minutes?

I am in the process of finalizing my next step.

Well, decide quick because I know you don't care about your reputation, but I don't wanna seem like a whacko and ruin my reputation in that colony, where I have to stay for at least two - three weeks.

Wow, thank you so much for your concern.

Before, I could continue my internal battle, Xander opens the door.

"Hey... Jasmine?" he asks, scratching his neck, like he didn't expect to see me here.

Obviously, he didn't expect you. You invited yourself in his house.

"Hey, Xander. How are you?" I ask him while smiling.

"I am good. But, what are you doing here?"

"I-uh, am star gazing."

"Star gazing? In the afternoon? At my house? I thought for star gazing you need night and a telescope for better view and most importantly stars?" he asks, looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Busted. I am sorry, I just wanted to see Oreo and I didn't just know how to come uninvited..." I say, unsure of myself.

To my surprise he laughs, before gesturing me to come inside.

"Why didn't you just say that? I would love, I mean Oreo and I would love to have some company around the house," he replies as I follow him inside.

His house seems as big as the Lancaster's, if not bigger. The house takes the whole black, blue, grey theme to another level. But, I am not complaining, I like it, though it does seem a bit... incomplete? Empty?

I shake my head to clear my thoughts. My parents say I over think way too much for my own good and maybe that's why I am so observational.

Did someone order a self - praising whacko? Cause I am auctioning you off, if you said one more word.

You can't auction me!

True, nobody would buy a blabbing fool.

Rude.

I remark to the sassy me as I start climbing up the stairs along with Xander. Al had told me Xander had shifted into this neighborhood almost a week ago. But, his house already seemed to be arranged and decorated. If he was so rich, I wonder why he was doing a barista's job? But, I am no one to judge anyone without knowing their side of the story.

Xander opens a door to the room, which I presume is his room. As soon as I step inside the room, Oreo tackles me down on the floor and starts licking my face.

"I missed you too, Oreo," I say to my Oreo eating buddy while ruffling his head lightly whilst he happily looks at me.

"What do you want? Coffee or coke?" Xander asks as I sit up on the floor and gently pet Oreo.

"No, it's alright. You don't have to do it," I say to him, feeling a bit guilty of making him work. After all I am the one who came here uninvitedly.