She Is

She is a Heartbroken, Stupid, Loser

It's been a long pitiful week since Jasper and Cedric have made it their mission to stalk me. Normally being followed by hot guys is a flattering thing because they are overprotective or some bullshit like that. But I know that's not the case. They just want to use me for their own benefit. I'd usually be okay with this but considering Jasper is involved in this whole mess, I don't deal with the emotional consequences that come with it. I've had enough of feelings. Plus confrontation sucks. 

Also its hella creepy?! I fear for my life. Okay not really because I know what these two idiots want but regardless, it is uncomfortable even without my weird love subplot. 

I've been able to avoid the whole ordeal in the safety of my room but, despite my greatest efforts, I've finally broken down and fallen weak.

I am fucking starving. 

I need food now. I've run out of all the microwavable foods and snacks. I've been dreading this moment for so long but I have no choice. I have to pick my lazy ass up and find food.

Normally in these type of situations I'd bother Rosalinda but she's not here at the moment. Also I don't think I could face her in this state. My second option would be to pester my little brother and force him to bring me something. However he's a little shit and is most likely busy with his stupid friends off campus. 

I have no choice. I must venture out of this dorm into the wild with the terrible possibility of running into my new stalkers. 

Thankfully I won't have to walk to far so there is less of chance I'll meet them. Firstly it's late so most (normal) students shouldn't be out about on the campus. Secondly, I'm already at my destination: Sunny Cafe. 

Sunny Cafe is a cute little cafe next to my section of dorms which, serves the most delicious burgers and milkshakes. The shop is really underrated by most of the students so it is usually empty.  This isn't a bad thing for me since I don't like crowded places, but it is for those who run the business. Thankfully it still has a fair amount of customers so I don't think it will be closing down anytime soon. 

From the outside you can clearly see how small and run down it has become. The cheap paint that had been added not along ago, has already started to chip at the edges. The small neon sign that hangs just above the faded red door, has already is flickering making the sign read "PEN". As I open the door it makes its usual creaking door, along with the small sound of the ringing little bell.  

Just as expected, the place is empty. My sneakers always squeak against the freshly waxed floor no matter how slowly I walk. The room has that distinct Sunny smell, which is a mixture of lemon scented cleaning supplies and freshly grilled, greasy patties. The more I look around the room, the more I realize how shitty is. All the wooden walls have cracks on them, none of the decorations match or even go with the theme, and there is greasy muck stuck over all the place. Still I always wind up heading over to this place. I never complain about how long the orders take or how hot the cafe always is despite the fact the air conditioning is on full blast. This shitty place really has a special place in my heart, but I haven't really figured out why.

I tap my fingers against the front counter, sitting down in one of the old creaking stools. I can hear that old clock slowly ticking with every passing moment. One, two, three, eventually 7 minutes pass by and no one come up as usual. 

Ugh where are they? Don't tell me the employees just left the place?! 

I let out a frustrated noised and let my head fall against the cool counter. "Fuck my life."

Suddenly I hear a slurping sound come from the corner of the room. "Shitty day?"

I bolt up, as I turn to see the owner of the voice; it's one of the Sunny employees. I think I've seen him before but I'm not really sure.