Work its shit. Work its early. Work its effort, but Work pays. So that's why I'm here its all about the money. Work in one word -Hell, just saying.
It's Wednesday morning and I'm working at an early time of day. One pm! Early too early for my little head to function. So that's why I work as a coffee maker in Starbucks, yeah, I know I'm smart.
Betty walks in the doorway and I groan, I start making her coffee and grab a plate for her muffin.
Betty just walks to the counter stares at me.. Ok, this isn't normal. I smile to see if I get a reaction, but she just frowns and looks down at her fiddling hands on the counter.
"You all right, Betty?" I said a little concerned.
She just shrugs and looks up to meet my eyes and I see sadness wash over her brown wrinkly eyeballs. The coffees done and I pour it into a cup and place it on the same plate her muffins on.
"I'm not in the mood for a blueberry muffin today sweetie" she faintly smiled.
"Okay, well, any other muffins?" I said she just shook her head and took the plat leaving behind the muffin on the counter.
I lean down on the counter and narrow my eyes at the muffin. "So it's only you and me..... I never liked blueberries and i still, don't you litt-" i got cut off by someone clearing their throat i looked upwards to see Ashton smirking.
"So the newbies a muffin hater?" He faked gasped.
"Hehe your so funny" i muttered to myself as i turn to put the muffin away. Lets just say he heard it and now his egos higher....Great just great!
"And I didn't know you're a bigger douche bag than before" I said straight to his Face HAHA take that bum hole.
"I require coffee, please, " he said
"And I want world peace, but that's simply not going to happen" I said with a smile showing my dimples.
"Ha-ha, yeah yeah whatever, but a normal coffee to go please, " he said paying and walking over to take a seat while I make the coffee. So much for a friendly conversation.
I start brewing the coffee and just wait. I slump my back against the counter and shut my eyes. BORING!
"He seems nice" Sam says another employee. I jump starteld putting a hand on my heart. "I could have died of 'Being Scared idois'" I stated matter of factly.
Sam just rolled his eyes at me. "Stop being silly Beth you wouldn't have died, " he pronounced. And it's now my turn to roll my eyes. "Yes, I wou-" I got cut off by the sound of finished coffee.
"I'll be back" I said with a low voice. He simply chuckled and I turned to pour the coffee into the to go cup.
"Coffee for Ashton" I read out loud so he would hear and he did and took it and left.
Well then gosh rude much.
I turned back to Sam to finish the conversation because I told him I'll be back.
"Hello Sam that rhymes with Ham" I stated matter of factly.
"So who's that guy?" He stated, raising an eyebrow I looked around to see what guy and if he's cute... What I'm single and a little desperate. Sorry for not being sorry.
"No, no the Ashton guy you served coffee to, " he said in a 'duh' tone. God, I'm not that dull.
"No, he's just a guy in the art class, "I said and look him in the eye, "Do you fancy him?" He asked and poked at my side. I looked at him and I see his goofy smile on his face . I so badly want to slap it away.
"No, he's not my type" I stated and turned away. Not my type...
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FanfictionElizabeth is a wannabe artist that lives in New York city one day she comes across a Sydney boy who wants to be an artist as well. People say don't judge a book by its cover.... Well, what if the authors, not someone you desire to invest in?
