The Girl In The Coffee Shop

The Girl In The Coffee Shop - "Champagne headaches are the worst."

"Have a great weekend everybody, be safe!" I look up from my drawing. All of art class I was zoned out thinking about what's been happening recently and how I let my walls down so fast for the boys.

I packed up my belongings and shoved them in my backpack. As I walked out of the class I felt a arm go around my shoulder. I look up and notice Mason, I think he's on the football team.

"Hey, so I was thinking if you aren't doing anything this weekend maybe, maybe we could hangout?" He smiles at me. He was cute and he wasn't the one to just fuck around with girls. Lots of guys have taken more interest in me since I've been seen around the guys now. Suddenly I'm in the radar.

"Sorry Mason, but I'm busy." I give a weak smile as I look forward and see guys glaring at Mason. I could feel their gazes even when I looked back at Mason. I knew he saw them and smirked a little knowing he was irritating them.

"No problem, let me know a time you aren't." He winks and walks the other way. I smile and start walking towards the guys. I give a quick glance at Cole. It's been a couple days since I gave him my letters and by his bags, he's probably been staying up late reading them.

"Our flight has been confirmed for 11 tonight so we'll pick you up at about 9ish. Sound good?" My dad is allowing me to go to Minnesota since I mention Blake would be going.

"Yeah sound perfect." I give a half smile and walk with them to the parking lot. This week I've been driving myself instead of getting a ride with them. There's just this weird feeling in the air when I'm with them sometimes, especially since each knows a different part of my life that the others don't, or I hope they don't.

"See ya later!" I wave to Jordon and get into my car and drive home. I haven't packed yet and that was the only thing on my mind. I raced home and ran inside and straight upstairs just in case my dad was home I wouldn't get stopped by him.

I grabbed my suit case and matching carry on. I laid both open on my bed and went into my closet. I grabbed a couple hoodies and some random t-shirts. I grabbed a party dress just in case that maybe we might go to a party. I grabbed swimsuits and my under garments. I packed about three pairs of jeans and shorts. I packed only one nice outfit and went to my bathroom to pack my makeup and toiletries.

I closed my suitcase and put my expensive shoes, bags and jewelry in my carry on along with anything else I would need. I closed that one and set it by my suit case by my door, ready to go downstairs. I picked up a random backpack I had in my closet and put my laptop, headphone, chapstick, wallet and chargers in it.

Once I was sure I had everything I would need I went to the bathroom and took a shower and shaved everything so I wouldn't really need to worry about that on the trip. I got out and dried my hair enough until it was just slightly damp. I wrapped the towel around me tighter and went to my dresser and grabbed a pair of black leggings and slipped them on after putting on my under garments. I walked to closet and grabbed my brother old football sweatshirt. It was grey and slighter baggy on me. I slipped on some socks and brought all my bags downstairs by the door so I'd be ready when the boys come. I heard a noise behind me and saw my dad coming from the area of his office.

"Ahh Blair, ready for your vacation?" He smiled at me as he walked over to the kitchen. I followed behind him.

"Yeah, I think I have everything I need. I just need to stop by the bank and grab some cash before the guys get here." I sat at the counter and he grabbed a water.

"Don't worry I grabbed some already, here." He grabbed a bank envelope out of his back pocket and slid it across the counter towards me. I wanted to roll my eyes at the amount sitting in front of me.