Shy, yet sarcastic 17 year old Yani wanted a normal summer full of Netflix and serving caffeinated beverages to teenage girls at her local Starbucks.
When her mother surprises her with two tickets for her and her best friend Margot to visit her father in the Hamptons, things get a little wild for Yani's taste.
Parties for the richest and beverages for the busiest take over her thoughts along with the mysterious Max Bruwin when he steps foot in the new, high class coffee house she works at.
Summer's about to get interesting for Yani...
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I sit at the counter waiting for the next short, preppy, white girl to walk in for the day. Margot and I have been counting, were at 14 so far.
The bell over the door rings knocking me out of my haze. I stand at the register waiting for the new costumer to round the corner.
Instead of a blonde, tan girl in high hells and crop top, a young man walks in slightly hunched over while looking at his phone. He wears a white button up shirt and a pair of dark denim jeans in contrast to the other men I've seen in here.
He stops in front of the register while still staring at his phone. I wait for multiple seconds before he looks up at me with anger etched into his irises.
"What?" I shrug.
"My usual," he responds in a deep husky voice.
"I'm sorry?" I question again.
He rolls his eyes, clearly angered, "Coffee please."
He looks me dead in the eyes and for the first time in the one and a half week I've been here, I see something new.
Buried beneath his hazel eyes I find something I've been looking for this whole trip...
Difference.
|Mature language and few mature scenes inside|
This story is y/n (you) falls in love with a football player (an oc of mine).
More info:
Y/N is a 16 going on 17 year old female, in her Junior year of high school. It's her first day at a new school, a random person Airdropped her something and they begin to chat.
This mystery guy is 17 and also his Junior year and is a football player. She knows nothing about him so she's determined to learn more. What she finds out shocks her completely.
Preview:
"Y/n! Come on let's go!"
"Yeah! You are going to make us late!"
"God! I'm coming I'm coming! I just needed to grab something." I said walking out to them.
"Is that a book?"
"Yeah- I really need to know what happens! I'm almost done with it, once I finish I'll watch the game don't worry." I assured the two of them.
"Okay want ever you say."
We left to go to the game finding a close-to-the-front seat. The three of us sat, we already bought some drinks and snacks. The game soon started and I began to read.
"Player down!" Someone yelled as they ran a crossed the field.
My head snapped up to get a look and I saw number 22 sitting up with one leg bent and the other laying on the ground. He seamed calm.
"Alright, let's get you up," some one said kneeing next to number 22.
"No no, I'm fine. Help them, they may be out, he is not responding to me." 22 insisted.
Once the others heard this they ran to the other person, 85 from the other team.
22 glanced at the bleachers, briefly making eye contact with me, he then quickly looked back, almost as if doing a double take. He held the eye contact this time, I gave him a small smile and he gave me a sweet smile.
"He smiled at you!"
"It was just a smile," I said going back to my book.
"You have a crush."
"You definitely do, but we won't say anything, yet."
I rolled my eyes at both of them.
They were right, no, maybe. He was cute, the way his hair fell, and how he put the other player before himself. I thought it was cute.