A HighSchool Bet G.B.D.

Keith

I woke up to my alarm, I turned it off and sighed, my mom had to work early this morning so I turned on my alarm.

I rolled myself out of bed, my hair was still sort of damp from showering last night, so I put my products in now before I got dressed.

When I finished my hair I put on a outfit that I would usually wear:

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I was drawing at the table I usually sit at when I saw heard someone sit in front of me. I looked up at see Keith?

"Hayden right?" He said with a small smile, I was about to piss myself... "Uh I-i-i Uh Yeah! I'm Hayden!" I said quickly with a nervous smile.

His eyebrows raised a bit then he chuckled, I wanted to vomit. "I was wondering if you wanted to hang out after school?" He asked.

"Me? I-I let me see if I have anything to do" I said quickly, I went to grab my bag but ended knocking over my sketch book, I quickly sat up and nervously chuckled, "I'm free!" I said.

He nodded, "um meet me at the coffee shop downtown," he said and got up and left.

He just left. I picked up my sketch book and rested my hands in my head, then smiled. I'm such a loser.

I hope he knows there is like 10 coffee shops downtown.

I looked around and saw Grayson looking over at me, he almost looked upset? And angry.
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After walking into the wrong coffee shops about 6 times I finally found the right now and saw him sitting at a table in the back. I sighed and hurried to him. "Sorry I'm late..." I muttered and sat a-crossed from him.

"It's fine," he chuckled, a waiter came with some coffee. "I ordered you something, I didn't know what you like so I hope you like it?" He softly smiled.

It was hot coffee, I mean I would prefer cold but he don't know that. I just hope it's not cinnamon or something.

I took a sip out of it and it was fucking cinnamon! I wanted to spit it out. Who the fuck makes cinnamon coffee? I pushed it down and gave him a small smile, "it's great!" I lied.

"Good, I love cinnamon... it's just so great," He said, cinnamon is fucking gross. The smell, the taste... everything. "Yeah" i said.

"Did you know Cinnamon is a spice obtained from the inner bark of several tree species from the genus Cinnamomum ," he said taking a big drink out of his coffee, wtf? "Really? That is so cool" I lied once again.

"Did you also know coffee is a brewed drink prepared from roasted coffee beans, the seeds of berries from certain Coffea species," he said his eyes getting big, should he be drinking coffee?

"Another fun fact, it's about your name actually. The meaning of the name Hayden is Fire. Derived from the Celtic name Aidan." He said amazed like it was some big thing, it's kind of weird he knows that, but uh who knows?

"I didn't even know that," I said with a fake small smile.
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2 hours went by of him telling me things about cinnamon and coffee, oh and facts about sports he played. Like bitch if I wanted to learn stuff I'd be back in school.

He is still talking, he's killing me. I pulled out my phone and texted my mom under the table.

Kid you not, not even a minute after the text messages my mom calls. I acted like it was a emergency that I got home, then we hung up.

"I have to go Keith," I sighed getting up, "when do you wanna hang out again?" He asked, "idk, but I gotta go" I said and hurried out.

I jogged to my car and threw away that coffee is got me in the closet garbage can, I unlocked my car and quickly got inside it.

I sighed and pulled my hair out of my face, I did not think he was like that. Like who knows that much about nasty ass cinnamon and coffee? Yes, I love coffee always have, but I don't know every goddamn fact about it.

I started my car when I saw Grayson, he was walking out of this cafe with Ethan. I wanted to get out and talk about what just happened, but we ain't talking. I really did enjoy Grayson's company, maybe even a little to much. I kind of wish we became friends on our own instead of that deal, then maybe we could still be talking.

They were walking in my direction, they obviously haven't seen me yet. I started my car and was about to pull out of the parking space until some a few cars decided to ignore me and keep going.

Grayson and Ethan were very close, Ethan looked up and saw me. Ethan said something to Grayson and Grayson looked in my direction.

I quickly looked away, and pulled out of my parking space. I really just wanted to get out and ask if he had plans, if not then ask if he wanted to go hang out. Ethan could even join us.

But I didn't of course, I just kept driving.
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I plopped my keys on the counter, my mom was sipping out of this mason jar cup thing, that had lemon water in it. "So that date was pretty rough?" She asked, her hair was in a messy bun, and she had no make up on, and in sweats with a sweatshirt, she looked relaxed for once. "Awful, he is a good guy. But he just kept saying facts about Cinnamon and Coffee then some other scientific stuff. It was just boring?" I said, stretching.

"Who was the guy?" She asked, "remember that one guy I've liked for years?" I said, walking to the fridge to get a tea. "Keith?" She said, I nodded.

She softly chuckled, "guess he isn't as great as what he seemed uh?"

I gave her a playful glare, "very funny" I twisted the cap off my tea and took a big swig out of it. She would say that, I mean it's not that he isn't a good guy. He is. It's just not my type.