When you love someone - A Shawn Mendes fanfiction

Chapter 2

This chapter is a little long, so be prepared :) Tell me what you think in the comments!

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The  wind made my hair flow in thousand different directions as my longboard rolled down the street on high speed. I felt the wind under my tank top an everything, almost tickling. As annoying as it was, i actually let my hair keep it attachment to my round black sunglasses. I thought the beanie would hold most of my hair in place, but now I get that it don´t.

Quite funny that my tank top said "Live on flowers and coffee", maybe the employer would think that I´m one of those bitches who think it would be really cool to wear a coffee top to a coffee shop interview, but I was not, I thought it was lame actually. Really I just put it on because I had no time to change. First up I took my "Starbucks coffee" logo t-shirt out of my drawer to put it on, then I realized, I was going to a Starbucks coffee interview, no way I  wearing that. I used to wear it a lot, but I probably wont wear it for a while now though. I was looking for my "one in a minion" t-shirt, but when I could not find it I had to settle with my tank top.

I had to stop my skateboard. I was in the middle of a down hill, but I had been flashing my boobs for like 200 meters now, and that was like 200 meters too long. I tucked my top into my white lace short, and fished my phone out of my pocket. 10.52, the numbers punched me right in the face. Ouch. I´v got eight minutes to get to Starbucks. Usually I use around 20 minutes from this location, ain´t nobody got time for that. 

I thought I had way less power to skateboard. That all the laying in bed would have drained my body of power, but it seemed more like it had built up a huge amount of power instead. 

So when I stood outside Starbucks at 10.59, I got positively surprised. I rushed inside and now the inevitable questions started to pop up in my head. I had pushed them away the whole trip, but now it was impossible to delay them anymore. "What if it is an mistake? What if my mom called the wrong Starbucks? What question will be asked? Should I have prepared my self? What should I have prepared my self for? Was I supposed to bring something? What should I have brought?" Then the answers came. "Yep. Definitely a mistake, I should not have come here. Mom always calls wrong, this is not an exception. Questions? Probably just questions I can´t answer. Of course I should have prepared my self, it is a job-interview. There is always something you should bring, like a pen or something, well I did not bring a pen, or anything else" I had to pull my self together. This was crazy. 

I walked up to the counter. Surprisingly, the line was so short, it did not feel like cheating to walk all the way to the front beside the queue. A guy, he looked somewhat my age, walked up in front of me, he smiled. Shaky I opened my moth. I was kind of shy, but I did not want people to know, so I always tried to swallow or ignore it. 

"Hey" I almost whispered

"Hey," He answered warm and kind. "what can I do for you today?" He still smiled, it did not seem forced, I could not decide wether that was creepy or nice. 

"Ehh.. I have a.. eh.. interview here at 11... so. eh.." I stuttered in a weird nervous, uncomfortable way. It made me feel like, talking like this could have made me blow my interview already.

"Oh, yeah" Still smiling "Amy Harris? Is that your name?" The smile actually took of for a second

"Yes, Amy, that´s me"  For a second I actually thought about using the "last time I checked" or the "Thats what my license says yeah", but then I realized how ridiculously lame the first would have made me seem, and even more the second, since, you know, I had no driver-license. 

"Nice to meet you Amy, I am Hank" The big smile was back. 

"Oh, hi Hank, hah" I smiled the most silly smile in the history of silly smiles. It was goofy and nervous and insane at the same time.