4. Barista?

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I wake up on the floor with a banging head ache. It was only 7:15 but I needed to get up for my interview that I had for the job I was supposed to get. I somehow managed to get a good word in last time I came to queens and having a stable job right now would help fill some of my spare time. It was only a little cafè on the corner around 5 blocks away from school. It had an outside seating area with benches and blankets, for incase you get cold, with beautiful fairy lights hanging around. Inside was all white with details of wood splayed across the place, with an abundance of succulents and fern to pull it all together. I haven't been here long but I can already tell that it's going to be my place, where I can come to write my songs and draw.

I take my pink denim dress and grey jumper out from my suitcase and put them on (the photo above is what you're wearing). Put my hair into 2 dutch braids and slip on my converse, making sure to put on some mascara before I leave.

*Time Jump to the Cafè*

As soon as I walk in the bell sounds and the girl at the front desk waves to me.

"Oh my God are you (Y/N)? I'm so excited!" She leans over the counter and props herself up on her arms.

"Yes I am" I chuckle.

"U-um I'm not exactly sure where I'm meant to be going. The manager told me to call for her once I get here." I stand there awkwardly in front of her and clasp my hands in front of me.

"Oh! No problem, I'll go get her for you." She smiles and runs away leaving the door close behind her. Soon after, her ,and another woman, come back out.

"(Y/N)! just in here thanks!" she says opening up the little side door to behind the front counter, I start to follow the manager to the back room then get stopped.

"I'm Everly by the way" she lets go of her grip on my arm and runs back to serve a customer. The manager and I talk for a while about school and why i'm here and by the time 15 minutes passed I had the job.

*A/N* You are a trained barista

"Ok, cool. So when can you start?" She asks me.

"I have nothing to do for the rest of the day if you need a little help at the moment." I say shrugging my shoulders and pulling my bag out from under the table.

"Really? Fantastic!" Her face lights up as she runs around the back to grab something. She comes out with the uniform, A white long sleeved shirt, little charcoal skirt and one of those pocket things that you tie around your waist.

"Ok, just put these on in the room over there and come out when you're done. There's a locker you can put your stuff in over there and the toilets are on the other side of that door. Oh! and you'll be on the drinks and service because there's only us 3 today." she hurries back out to the cafe and I get ready. Once I get changed I look at myself in the mirror and put my hair into a ponytail but because it was in braids, its gone all curly. I pull a ribbon from out of my bag (Yes you carry ribbons with you) and tie it in a bow around my ponytail and walk out.

After about half an hour of being shown around, I start to get the hang of things and start putting out the orders quickly until there's no-one left to serve. Everly turns around and gives me a high five.

"That's the quickest we've served in a long time! I'm so glad we have you now." she starts retying her hair and perches herself on the desk next to me.

"So what school do you go to?" she asks.

"I just started at Midtown, I've only done a day so far."

"No way! I go to Midtown too! Why didn't I see you on Friday?" She turns to face me and scrunches up her face.

"Maybe because it's a really big school, but I did go to that party on Friday night." She looks at you in shock.

"Wait! Oh my God! No Way! You're that girl that was sitting on Peter when we were playing truth or dare!" Her mouth gapes open and stares at me.

"Yep, that's me" I chuckle, looking down. She scoots a little bit closer to me and puts her arm around my shoulder.

"So are you too like a thing?" she mocks, nudging me with her shoulder.

"N-no! It hasn't even been a week yet and we're just friends anyway"

"Well here's your chance now!"

"U-um W-wha-" she pushes me forward and I look up to see Peter standing in front of me with his head down.

"Hey Everly, can I please get a-" he looks up and stops, his chestnut eyes fall on mine.

"O-oh hi (Y/N), when did you get a job here?"

"Ah about 4 hours ago" I say looking back at the clock. He laughs a little which makes my blood run to my cheeks

"Could I just get a medium latte please? I'll drink it in here too thanks." I don't bother to write down his order and start making it straight away. Everly takes the money and ushers him to sit down at a window seat. Once I finish making his drink, I walk it out to his table.

"...And here's your latte." I put it down on the table, he thanks me and I walk back to clean the coffee machine. When Everly runs up to me...

"You HAVE to give him your number!" she says holding out a pen and paper.

"Erm I have to what now?" I say pushing her hand away.

"Come on!! Give him your number! I can already tell that you two are going to be more then friends, why not just start now?" she says in her squeaky voice

"No, no, no, no, no!" Once again she pushes me towards him and by the time I go to run away he's already noticed me.

"Hey Peter" I wave at him awkwardly then turn around and give Everly the finger.

"Hi (Y/N)?" He says confused.

"Okay since like, you live next to me and all and maybe sometime we could, I don't know go to school together, but like to be able to do that I would need to be able to communicate with you somehow so what I guess I'm trying to say is..." I say under my breath, I'm not sure if he heard me but it doesn't really matter either way.

"Can I get your number?" I look at him anxiously.

"U-um-" before I get his reply I leave embarrassed with my cheeks flushing red. I can't bare to go back out to clean his table so I wait in the back until Everly gives me the ok that he's gone. I walk back into the front area and release a load of stress. I walk over to his table and see the receipt left underneath the mug with a little bit of writing saying 'look at me' in the corner. I slip the paper out and examine it and much to my surprise Peter's number was written right there with a smiley face and writing next to it.

'Message me tonight :)'

I smile and tuck some of my loose hair behind my ear before grabbing the note and skipping back to the kitchen.

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