Falling For The Cupcake Boy (Still Baking;)

Chapter 10: Skater Skirts and Discarded Shirts

Chapter 10: Skater Skirts and Discarded Shirts

Isabelle's P.O.V.

I sat on the counter, swinging my legs back and forth while munching on a granola bar. Apparently, for Jared, “free breakfast" meant the least bought item available on their store. Cheapskate.

Meanwhile, Jason and Jared are burning their brains trying to figure out how to get the vending machine open. It was actually kind of funny since the reason why some of the main screws were missing was because of their little cousin, Beth. The innocent little 3-year old was somehow able to bust the machine open and got her little barbie doll stuck inside. Apparently, the doll's been stuck inside for almost a month, and when Jason tried to get it out, the screws gave in and popped out. Now, they're trying to get the Barbie out again because they've been getting complaints from customers on some of the doll's hair finding its way to their chocolate bars. How it managed to get its way past the wrappers, I have no idea.

“How're you boys doing there?" I call out to them.

Jared turns to me and frowns, exhaustion clearly showing through his features. “I don't suppose you know how to get a Barbie doll out of a vending machine now, do you?"

“No. Why don't you just grab a sledge hammer or something, and bust that thing open?" I suggest.

“Are you kidding me? This machine is worth 1200 dollars. Jason's college fund went here!" He exasperates.

I look in disbelief at Jason who just shrugs his shoulders in agreement. “Yeah, I was like ‘Dad I wanna be an architect.' But he was like ‘This vending machine completes our store. We'll eventually make back your college money in no time.' Now here I am, two years later, working the cash register and living in our basement. Joy." He ends sarcastically.

I can't help but laugh at his broken dreams and he just glares at me, muttering something to his brother about his granola bar-eating friend being a cruel, heartless person.

“I learned to roll with it." Jared answers, nodding his head a bit to make a point.

“I'm still hungry." I state, rolling up the granola bar wrapper and throwing it in the trash.

“You've got a whole box of granola bars with your name on it. Go crazy." Jared says with the enthusiasm of a dying elephant.

This is pointless. I'm stuck at a convenience store, lounging on a cold slack of marble, eating healthy snacks which makes my tongue wanna go out and die, with my only source of entertainment being these two idiots in front of me who do nothing but hit the machine and try and see who could mumble the most curse words to each other. To further add to my misery, I could have sworn that the barbie doll was staring at me.

I visibly cringe and jump down from the counter, walking over to the brothers who somehow managed to only get the barbie's shoe out. “I pity you." I say, picking up the plastic shoe and flicking it off of Jared's forehead.

“I pity myself for befriending you." He answers.

A few seconds later, the bell above the front door gives off a small ding, signalling that someone just entered.

Jared doesn't bother to look up and just proceeds with hitting the machine. “We're not open yet. Can't you read?" He states with annoyance.

“Yeah. Are you illiterate or something?" Jason says in the same tone, not even looking up.

Ugh. These two really are brothers.

I roll my eyes at them but decide to be the better person and entertain the customer. “Good day," I begin, standing up from the floor. “How may I help you?"