Rainy Days

03

"I'll order a cappuccino! And a glazed donut?"
Mellisa yelled to a waiter.

The waiter gave a thumbs up, and headed back to the kitchen. Cia was squirming. Mellisa suspected it to be that she was in public. Which was bad, but worse considering they were here for a study group.

Mellisa tagged along hoping to find a cute boy, while Cia agreed purely for studying. They were in a little cafe which wasn't bustling, but not really empty. It was in between. Cia, did NOT appreciate that. Her social-anxiety was rocketing and she didn't really wanna embarrass herself in front of her friends. It was a mix. There was the gay dude, he won't admit it, but it was pretty obvious, the diva, glasses girl, and of course, a Mellisa. She was pretty sure she was the quite one.

This group didn't really like studying. They really didn't. But how were they suppose to get Cia to come? "Hey, Cia. Wanna go to a party~" yeah, no. They were pretty sure she'd lock herself in.

"S-so... wh-what a-are we doing? Study, r-right?"
Cia asked, looking at Mellisa for confirmation. Honestly, Mellisa, too, had no idea. She just tagged along with her seniors. It was pretty obvious though. Brandon and Brenda shook their heads slightly, and Giorna's glasses glinted. Uh-oh. Cia, all but screamed a little. She squirmed out of her seat and wanted to run.

"I-I'm g-going to-to the Bathroom! Hehe... yeeaah..." with that she bolted off. Except, she rammed into a wall and crashed. Brandon, almost, immediately stood up. Taking her by the arm, while Brenda took another. She was trapped. Giorna packed their stuff up and they dragged her outside. Mellisa stuffed her face with free food and wiped her mouth with her sleeve. Ooh, boy.

"Oh come on! You will loove it! I promise you, girl." Brandon sang. What a waste. This girl had complexion and looks a man can die for. And what is she doing? Cornering herself in her room, reading god-knows-what. "Yeah gurl. Just wait till you see the Waiter there. He's an angel. Trust me." Brenda slathered on a fresh layer of lipgloss and slammed the car door shut.

"Yeah! Also, FYI, I heard that he's only 20! A year older than us!" Brandon screeched. Cia curled into a ball and scooted closer into the corner until she wanted to sink herself into the seats.