delivery girl

Ch. 15

It was about a 3 minute ride to the apartment complex where (Y/N) lived.

Zoe decided to wait outside, because (Y/N) promised to be quick and it seemed like a good area.

And remaining true to her word, (Y/N) cane jogging out of the building after no more than two minutes.

They made it to the café around 12:45. While (Y/N) locked up her bike, Zoe went inside and secured them a place in line.

When (Y/N) finally came inside, they were four people away from making it to the front. Zoe grabbed her arm excitedly and pointed to the register.

"(Y/N)-ie, the cashier is super cute! He's been flirting with everybody in line!" Zoe whispered

When the other girl saw the boy, the only reaction she had was saying "Oh."

Zoe stopped and looked up at her and goes "What do you mean, 'Oh'?".

(Y/N) looked at her with a small, amused smile. "You should talk to him when we get up there. Maybe he'll write a heart on your cup if I leave a tip." She teased.

Zoe scoffed. "This isn't about tips, (Y/N). This could be true love!"

(Y/N) playfully rolled her eyes. "Okay, Zoe. Just don't look at the tip jar when we get up there."

"And I'll prove you wrong when we see that he doesn't accept tips!" Zoe said stubbornly, tilting her nose up.

It wasn't long until it was the two girls' turn in line. Zoe rushed forward, eager to interact with the boy and to prove her bestie wrong.

"Good afternoon! Thanks for choosing Star Coffee. How can I help you?" The cashier cheerily repeated the memorized greeting.

"Hi! Can I get a medium mocha frappe with extra whipped cream, please?" Zoe asked, trying to make herself look as cute as possible by widening her eyes and intertwining her hands behind her back.

"Ah, a sweet drink for a sweet girl." The cashier said with a smile that only grew when he heard Zoe giggle. "Anything else?" He asked.

"Yeah, for my friend, just give her a second." Zoe said, motioning towards the taller girl standing behind her.

"Sure!" The cashier chirped. He was ready to make conversation while he was waiting for (Y/N) to order, but he didn't have to wait too long.

"Yeah, I'll take a small cold brew. Black, please." (Y/N) ordered.

Zoe's face scrunched up in disgust at her friend's bitter order.

"Good choice!" The cashier complemented, typing that order in as well. "Will that be all?" He asked again, looking up again at the two girls.

Now (Y/N) was standing in front of him to keep Zoe from paying. She was looking down at Zoe, seeing if the wanted anything else, so the cashier got the perfect view of her side profile.

The cashier gulped and tried to keep his cheeks from growing red.

(Y/N) frowned when Zoe refused to get something to eat, because they hadn't eaten lunch at school.

"Uh, Yeah. Two cake pops please. That'll be it ." (Y/N) said, finalizing the order and reaching to take her well used wallet out of her backpack.

"O-okay. That'll be 20, no, 15 dollars please." The cashier stumbled through the sentence.

(AUTHOR HERE! IM USING US CURRENCY BECAUSE CALCULATIONS ARE HARD)

(Y/N) nodded and slid a twenty dollar bill over the counter. When the cashier handed the receipt and change back to her, their fingers brushed.