A bisexual story of a tween to a teen

Starbucks ; J.G

I gasp as a hot drink spills over my body. I look up filled with fury and look them directly in the eyes, the mysterious person backs up while I shoot them death glares. "I'm so sorry..." He says. "Whatever,it's fine..." I say, grabbing the napkins out of his hands. "Here, I'll shout you a new shirt..." He says, ho...