Chapter Two: All Work and No Play

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A/N so sorry that i haven't been active lately, everything has been so hectic and just ugh.

so here's chapter two. Hope y'all like it :)

Blakes POV

The obnoxious beeping of my alarm woke me up at seven A.M. I groaned and reached my hand over to shut it off. Once the alarm stopped its torture i sat up, yawning, and reached for my glasses on top of a stack of books. I rubbed my eyes with my fists and slid my glasses on. I swung my legs over the edge of my bed and ut my feet on my plush throw rug.

I stretched my arms and stood up, i made my way out of the hallway and to my small bathroom. Looking in the mirror, i thanked god nobody saw me this early. My hair fell out of my bun and was hanging limply to on side, my makeup was smudged and I looked like a raccoon.

I squatted down and opened the cupboard under the sink and pulled out two bath towels, then i stood up and set them on top of the sink and turned the shower on. I stripped and put my clothes in the bin to be brought down to the basement laundry room.

I stepped in the shower and sighed as the hot water beat down on my back. My hands weaved through my long hair, scrubbing in the Vanilla scented shampoo and gently wringing it out. I did the same with conditioner. Then grabbed my honey scented body wash and washed my body. I shaved my legs, my armpits, and my v.agina.

Once i was clean i turned te shower handle to off and stepped out. I wrapped my towel around m body an secured it in the front with a small knot and did the same with my hair. I padded down the hallway and into my bedroom and opened my closet. I stood there and stared at my clothes.

I decided on a pair of white sweatpants that were tight fitting on the legs, some would call them joggers, a long sleeved orange shirt with white tribal pattering scattered across the chest, and my light grey Nike's. I put on m matching underwear set, white pushup bra and white lace boyshorts, and slipped my clothes on. I blow dried my hair and brushed through it, my hair was naturally wavy so i just left it.

I went into the bathroom and carefully applied my eyeliner and put my mascara on, then i put on chapstick and put my contacts in, and went t my kitchen. I grabbed an apple ad took a generous bite out of it before jumping on the counter and winging my legs. it was only eight thirty and work was at nine so i had a little time.

I work at a coffee shop around the corner and the owner is pretty laid back, so even if i was late he wouldn't care. I finished my apple and hopped down from te counter. My phone was beeping so i assumed that it was my alarm telling me i had to go. I speedily brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth, with purse and phone in hand i started for the door, before realizing i had forgotten my earbuds and a book. I rushed back to my room and grabbed my earbuds off my night stand and looked at my stack of books. I decided on an old favorite of mine, Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone, and slid it into my purse. It was nine an i was late, so i rushed out the door and locked it, before slipping on the mysterious boys hoodie again and took the stairs two at a time.

The smell of coffee invaded my senses as soon as i stepped through the door. I inhaled greedily, i didn't like the taste of coffee but i loved the smell of it. Making my way to the back room to get changed, i smiled and said hello to the familiars who frequent this place.

I went to the back room nd through another door to the cash register, it was my job to handle he money and such so i didn't t even bother going to the lockers and putting my things there, i hardly even moved so if someone were to try and l steal my things, they wouldn't be able to.

I plugged my phone into the aux cord that was connected to the multiple speakers hanging throughout the shop, and put on the 1975, i had all their songs in a playlist so i just played their songs on repeat, nobody seemed to mind, and they didn't mind when sang along either, they said i had a good voice, but i didn't really believe that.

The day went by slowly, with me sweeping and singing and taking orders, and before i knew it, it was time for my lunch break. I decided to get one of the many sandwiches the coffee shop had to offer and i made it myself. It was a simple sandwich with bologna and American cheese with turkey, and i bought a coke. I sat on one of the counters and swung my legs while i hummed along to "Robbers" and ate my food. When i finished, i threw my napkin away and took the remainder of my soda to the front with me.

The overhead bell rang, signalling there was a customer, and i adjusted the sleeves of the red hoodie and smiled. I grabbed my notepad and orange pen before looking up at the customer with a polite smile that soon transformed into a look of shock, Mysterious boy was there, and he was smirking at he hoodie i was wearing. I flushed bright red before clearing my throat ad saying "Hello there, my names Blake, and welcome to Carl's Cafe, how may i help you?" in a small voice. He coughed and said, "Hello Blake, my name is Jake and i would like a large black coffee, and i would also like to know when you're on break?"

"okay, a large black coff- wait, what?" I said. He chuckled and said " want to know when you're on break, so we can talk" "Oh, why would you want to talk to me?' I said."I want to get to know the beautful girl who is wearing my hoodie" He said shamelessly. I blushed and told him when my next break was, he gave me his number and told me to meet him at the park near my apartment, though he didnt know it was near my apartment.

My break was in two hours, it was actually the end of my shift, seeing as it would be four P.M and the shop closes at five. I couldn't wait for those two hours to come to an end, i really wanted to see him, though i didnt know why.

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1160 words dude. kinda hort, but i oly had short time to write this.

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