𝐷𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐸𝑦𝑒𝑠

10

"Hey, pretty girl. How's it going?"
I can't help but grin when I turn and see Brandon.

I feel like I haven't seen him in weeks.

He walks up with Ruby, waving.

He's so hot.

Like literally, he's one of the best looking guys I've ever seen. With his curly black hair and sparkling blue eyes.

Though Ruby claims that he's 'not her type', they look really good together.

She's bold.

He's not.

They are both gorgeous.

I wish I found someone compatible with me.

Someone who would actually stand the idea of being with me, that is.

Ollie kicks his feet absentmindedly next to me, enjoying his blueberry muffin.

"Hey, girl. Where the hell have you been at?"
Ruby greets, sliding into the booth.

I just sip my coffee and shrug.

"Just around. Here and there."
I mutter.

"Hi, cutie pie. Where on earth have you been?"
I watch as she leans forward and pinching Ollie's cheek.

She absolutely adores him.

He loves her too, he's always asking about her.

"Hi, Ruby. You look so pretty today."
He compliments politely.

She beams at him.

"Oh my God, you're just the sweetest boy I've ever met."
She gushes.

"Hey, little man. It has been a while."
Brandon high fives him.

Ollie's eyes immediately get all big with excitement.

He loves Ruby but he absolutely adores Brandon.

He told me once that he wants to be just like him when he gets older.

Hell, I do too.

He's living his best life.

He's an artist and he has just the nicest studio.

He's always got a paintbrush sticking out of one of his pockets and a paint stain on his jackets.

I look at him and wonder how it feels to have a profession that you actually enjoy with all your heart.

Makes me think about the bakery shop Quincy asked about.

Maybe one day.

"Ooh, they have muffins today?"
Brandon mutters, turning to look at the menu.

This is my favorite coffee shop.

The very same that I met Ruby in.

She ignores him, grinning at me.

"So. How's everything with your new boo?"
She prompts.

I groan immediately.

I was dreading that question.

I should have never mentioned my little crush on Quincy to her.

Now every time I see her, she asks about it.

"He's not my boo."
I grumble.

"Yes he is."
Ollie coughs.

I glare at him.

"Stay out of this, you little snake."
I whisper.

He just snickers, hiding behind a menu.