This is my first Breaking Bad fanfic..i really hope you all enjoy it..personally I don't think I'm a great writer,but I hope someone enjoys it!
"Mum..I need to move out..this is ridiculous" I laughed.
"How are you going to afford it?" My mum replied.
"Well..I don't know.." Me and my mum have recently moved to Albuquerque together. It would be normal if I were like..16..but I'm 22.
"Amy,you have no qualifications. You're young..you should go to university" my mum said.
"It's called college here mum"
"Oooo,fine! College! Go to college sweetie,then move out"
"Mum..I'm 22 years old..I think I'm gonna go look for a job,it'll be temporary okay?"
"Amy!"
I dashed out the house before she could finish. I took my phone out my pocket and began to text people as I walked down the street. I had no idea where I was going so I went to try and find the local Starbucks. It wasn't very hard to find. I kinda wished I hadn't gone at lunch. It was packed. I got a cappuccino. I decided to drink it inside,there weren't any seats. I looked for ages. I finally found one empty seat,it was next to a young man. He was wearing a red hoodie and baggy jeans. I walked over to him,he had kind eyes.
"Um..is this seat taken?" I asked.
He looked up from his phone,he was anxious.
"What?" He said.
"Can I sit here?" I asked.
"What? Can't you um.."
"There's no other seats.."
"Um..okay..I was just about to leave anyway"
"No..look,I'm sorry. I won't sit here,I'm sorry"
He laughed as he looked up at me "just sit down..I don't mind"
"Oh..okay" Okay,so he actually didn't mind.
"What ya drinking?" I asked.
"So,you're from the UK?"
"Yes,I am.." I laughed.
"I'd love to visit,I love London"
"I've never been to London"
"What? I thought you were from London" he laughed.
"Just because I'm English doesn't automatically make me from London"
"Ooo,alright..sorry" he smirked
"Sorry.." I chuckled as I stirred my drink.
"Ah..a cappuccino..how stereotypical"
"What? I don't even know what half the things on the fucking menu are" I laughed.
"Woah,language" he smirked
"Wow..I'm sorry,I doubt your the type that swears" I smirked as I took a sip of my coffee.
He laughed as he shook his head. "what're you doing here anyway?" He asked.
"Um..isn't it obvious?..for a cappuccino.."
"Are you stupid? What're you doing here? In this country?" He laughed
"No need to be rude! I'm here because my mum wanted to move"
"Wait..you live with your mom?" He laughed.
"Yes I live with my mum..what's wrong with that?"
"You're like 30"
"What the fuck! I'm 22!" He thought I was 30. 30!
"Oh shit..I'm sorry..you just.."
"Okay,you're an ass! I'm leaving! Thanks for the insults!" I grabbed my coffee and stood up as he laughed.
"Ya know,you're not allowed to take that mug"
I looked at him as I sat back down.
He smirked as he watched me "look,I'm sorry okay? I really am..just..I like you okay?"
"Well..I don't like you.." I did like him. A lot.
"Really?..because I doubt that" he laughed.
"Are you kidding me?"
"You don't look 30 okay? I was kidding" he said as he continued to laugh.
"Stop laughing then!"
"Ooo,someone's moody"
"Well..you just said I looked 30"
"I was kidding okay?"
"Fine..so..what do you do for a living then?" I asked.
"I'm..self employed..you could say"
"Doing?"
"Why do you wanna know anyway?"
"Maybe because I'd like to.."
"Yes..I can see that,but why?"
"Just tell me.."
"I don't even know you"
"Are you like a hit man or something?" I took another sip of my drink.
He laughed. "If only"
"Why are you still here anyway? You haven't even got a drink?" I asked.
His phone started to ring.
"Who's that?" I asked.
He picked up "Yo! ,what's up?"
I laughed to myself.
"Look,I'm gonna have to go..it was great meeting you.."
"Amy.." I smiled.
He shook my hand. "Jesse..Jesse Pinkman" he smiled as he stood up and walked off.