I decided I'd walk there, since it wasn't that far from my house.
I walked for about 15 minutes until I saw that I had already gotten there, I saw starbucks and decided to walk inside to wait for Poppy. 20 minutes passed, and I noticed that Poppy hadn't texted me to say she was near or anything , so I decide to text her first.
from: Effy
Poppy, where the fuck are you? it's been 20 minutes.
about 5 minutes later , Poppy replies.
from:Poppy
I'm SO SORRY! I won't be able to make it! i was gonna tell you in a minute but you texted me first. My mom invited some stupid relatives and she didn't let me go out! i'm so sorry!
"great, i got ready for nothing..." i whisper to myself. I only reply her with a "it's okay, we'll see eachother another time."
I decided that since I was already there, I might as well get something for the way back home, so I ordered myself some frozen passion fruit tea as I waited for it to be ready. A few minutes later, the lady calls my name to pick my tea up, so I do and thank her on the way out.
As I got out of starbucks I thought that it would be a good idea to walk by the beach, so I crossed the street and made my way to the beach. Memories of my childhood started flooding my mind, me and my dad used to spend all our time here together. He tried to teach me how to surf (which I still suck at), or simply make sandcastles, but all that stopped a few years later when he walked on us. I haven't seen him since then, I know it was too selfish of me not to try to fix things with him but I had my reasons.
Thinking about all of that zoned me out a bit, and the next second, I felt something bump into me, hard.
I fell to the ground and spilled my drink all over my new shirt, FUCK.
"ouch, watch where you are going!" i said sounding a little annoyed to whoever knocked me out with the force of a football player.
" Oh my god are you okay? I'm SO sorry!" I heard a boy's voice say with a thick accent. "Here, take my hand." he said as he held out his hand for me to take. I took his hand and he helped me get up as I studied his face, he had beautiful hazel eyes, curly and flippy hair, and an award-winning smile. " I'm so sorry! are you okay? are you hurt?" He said as he bombarded me with a million other questions. "Yeah, yeah I'm okay, don't worry about it." I said as I wiped off all the sand from my body.
He looked at me for a couple of seconds, and noticed that I spilled my whole drink in my shirt because he said afterwards "I'm really sorry about your shirt , seriously im really sor-" "Seriously don't worry about it, I can just wash it off. It was really old anyways." I tell him, obviously lying. "Are you sure about it?" he says with a worried look, "totally" i tell him. "well, at least let me buy you a new coffee, you barely took a sip of it." he pleads "You seem like you are busy and I don't want to waste your time, plus it's only $4 it's okay , I don't want to keep you busy" i say trying to say as convinving as I can, looking at my feet trying to avoid his gaze. Plus, I didnt want to hang out with a total stranger , I can't even keep a stable conversation with my own ' friends '.
"I'm not busy, quite the contrary, and I feel extremely bad about your t-shirt and coffee, just please let me buy you a new one, plus who wouldn't want to go grab some coffee with a such beautiful girl like you?" he says, and I feel myself blushing, so I look away and give him a half smile. After saying that, he makes the cutest puppy face I've ever seen in my life , how could I say no to that? "fine, but only for a while, I don't want to make you loose time." I reply "That would be the last thing I'd worry about right now." He says with a smirk.
"So... You never told me your name love" he says as he looks down at me (we are walking side by side, and he's waaay taller than me) " Elizabeth Way, but everyone calls me Effy" " Well hello there Elizabeth Way but everyone calls me Effy" he says in a mocking tone "haha, very funny. Anyway, what is yours?" i ask him, "Ashton, Ashton Irwin."
