The Project

Chapter Two

A/N: Hey! Sorry it's short. I promise the next one will be longer. :)

Chapter Two

   He was at the counter. No. He was behind the counter. Working. He looked pretty cute in that apron. Wait. No. Don't talk like that, Ava! He's a complete asshole! But he's a cute asshole...

     "Ava, stop staring at him. It's freaking me out. You're not allowed to like him." Nichole said. I didn't like him. I just thought he was cute. He was a complete jerk aside from that. His personality was completely unattractive.

    "I don't like him. He's a complete asshole and I would never want to be with a guy like that." That was the truth. Honestly.

     "Sure. So, how's the baby project going?" It had been 4 days since we were assigned the baby dolls and the partners that came with them. Cole hadn't done anything and every time I had tried to get a hold of him, he wouldn't answer. It was ridiculous. I was to the point where I was about to just going to go up to him and demand he take the creepy baby doll.

    "He hasn't done anything. I've been trying to get a hold of him to get him to at least come over to my house and work on the project with me, but he won't answer his phone." Nichole rolled her eyes. 

    "What a douche. Why don't you just go up to him and ask him if nicely if he'll come over to your house tomorrow?" It was a pretty good time to do it, so I said an okay and stood up.

      "Okay, well I've got to go," Nichole said, standing up, " I'll see you later." I gave her a hug and she grabbed her baby doll and left. I picked up mine, which was lying in it's carrier, and walked over to the counter. I sat down at a stool as he was taking some blonde's order. She was sitting three stools away from me. She looked like a hooker, honestly. She was wearing an extremely short skirt with a shirt that was showing way too much cleavage and high heels that could be considered lethal. He was flirting with her big time too. 

     I cleared my throat and he looked over in my direction, before rolling his eyes, excusing himself and walking over. 

       "What do you want?" He asked, flatly. 

      "Nice service." I said, sarcastically. He glared at me for a moment and I sighed. "I'll have a rootbeer float." 

    

        He walked over to the ice cream cooler and grabbed a medium-sized cup, before scooping out some vanilla ice cream and putting it in the cup. He, then, walked over to the soda machine and filled the cup up with rootbeer and then handed it to me.

         "Thanks." I muttered. He started to walk back over to the blonde, but I called his name and he looked back at me. 

            "I was wondering if you could come over and spend some time with our baby tomorrow." I said and the blonde started couging really loud. She sure wasn't interested in him now. Ha ha. Sucks for Cole. He looked over at the blonde and then back at me.

             "I can't. I have stuff to do. I'll call you when I have nothing better to fucking do." He said, in a quiet voice. He said it pretty mean though. I was not going to let him make me do all of the work! I leaned forward.

             "Either you come over tomorrow or I'll make a scene." He rolled his eyes which I'd noticed that he seemed to do a lot and leaned closer towards me. 

              "What could you possibly make a scene out of?" I grinned evily.

             Scene it is then. 

             "But you promised! You said that you'd be there for me when the baby was born! And now it's here and you're denying our baby is yours?! You're the only one I've ever been with, Cole! Please, don't turn your back on our daughter! I know we're young,but I can't do this without-" I spoke in a rather loud voice, but a hand went over my mouth. I'd caught a tiny amount of people's attention. Mostly old people who scowled at Cole. I'd made sure to look around to make sure that nobody was here that I knew, before making a scene. 

           "Stop." Cole demanded and I licked his hand. He pulled it away digusted.

          "You said we'd be a family! She's your daughter, Cole! She's your baby girl! How can you do this to-" Fake tears were running down my face. I was a great actress. I was in the drama club at my school and had been in all of the plays this year.

            "Alright!" Cole interrupted me. I grinned. It worked. He sure wasn't going to get to hook-up with the blonde though. She had left in the middle of it.

            "So, what time are you coming over?"

           This was going to be fun.