Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters, sadly. They belong to Stephenie Meyer.
I just enjoy playing in her world and manipulating her characters
Coffee Girl
Edward moves to Seattle where Bella works at Starbucks part time, they are instantly attracted to each other, but will things work out when Bella meets Edward's good friend Emmett a face from her past?
BPOV:
I sighed and wiped the counter again for the millionth time. I was going to kill my ex-boyfriend if I ever saw him again, that was. Here I was working a second job at the local Starbucks every Saturday to make sure I had enough money to live, all by myself, since he decided he was moving out. That was over a year ago, but I was still so angry I could spit. I wasn't having much luck in the love department, so I was sure that had something to do with it.
The closest I had to a love life was my new found friend I made at Starbucks, Mike. Mike was as gay as the day was long, but he had quickly become my new best friend. In fact, he was working with me today. "Honey, we need to take next weekend off and go somewhere." I heard him say as he walked out of the backroom. I continued to rinse out the machines since we were still pretty slow. "Where did you have in mind?"
Mike shrugged, "I have no idea. Maybe take a road trip down to the beach or something?" I heard him begin to fill up the ice machines so when the lunch crowd came in we'd have enough to make those frozen yuppie drinks. "That could be fun." I replied, I hadn't been down to La Push since right after I moved here to Seattle. That's when I heard the bell above the door jingle signaling we were starting to get more customers at 7am. I sighed, and took my place at the counter and that would be when I first laid eyes on him.
He was a god.. more than a god. He was gorgeous. He had the most beautiful bronze hair, which was messy but done at the same time. Sex hair, I thought to myself. He was wearing jeans and a button down shirt and could tell he was a little muscular under his shirt. He approached the counter and it took all of my strength to pick my jaw up off the floor. I was silently thankful I got up early this morning and applied some makeup and did something nice with my hair. "Good morning!" I said In a soft tone, not my usual. I heard Mike walk around the counter to see what was going on, and then I heard him stifle his laughter.
"Good morning." My mystery hunk spoke to me and he had the most musical voice. "I'll take a medium mocha latte with a shot of espresso." He pulled out his wallet and began to fish through bills. I heard Mike start working on his drink, "4.50" I said to him as he handed me a five dollar bill, and I handed him fifty cents in change. I wanted to talk to him so badly, but what about.
"So, Isabella?" He said reading my nametag, "What is there to do around this town, I just moved here from Chicago." My heart skipped a beat. "Well, not too much actually. Especially at 7am." I laughed, and he did too. "But there are some really nice clubs around here, if you are into that kind of thing. Saturday night is the night to be out too!"
He grinned at me, hugely. "I'll keep that in mind. Do you ever visit any of these clubs?" I wanted to jump out of my skin, "Yeah, if I go I always go to Rodney's. They have an awesome DJ on Saturday nights." Mike came up and handed him his coffee. "Thanks." My hunk said to Mike then turned back to me, "Well thanks for the information. Maybe I'll see you around sometime?" I smiled at him, hugely. "Yeah, maybe. I'd like that." He didn't say anything just smiled at me once more and headed towards the door. I almost melted into a puddle. "Breathe!" I heard Mike yell at me, completely nonchalantly.
EPOV:
I had just finished moving my stuff into my new apartment; I had to run a couple errands before I could even think of getting some shut eye. Everything was finally in it's place, and I was happy. This place would hold no more memories of the ex-girlfriend who walked out on me over a year ago. I moved to a completely new city, I had my rebound fling and was ready to find my Mrs. Right.
I took one last walk around my new apartment making a list of some necessities I would need, but first I would need some coffee. I really wasn't sure what this new city held, but as I rounded the corner in my Volvo I saw the Starbucks sign. Bingo! I thought, and not very busy for 7am on a Saturday morning. I walked in and looked around quickly; I already knew what I want since I used to visit a Starbucks every day on my way to work.
And that's when I saw her. I don't know what it was about her, but I was interested. I saw her left hand and no ring, which was a good sign. I walked right up to her smiling face and ordered my drink. I read her name on her nametag, Isabella. Pretty. She was pretty. Dark brown hair. Chocolate brown eyes. I'm sure she'd be a knock out when not dressed in her Starbucks uniform.
I made some small talk with her while I was waiting on my drink. "So, Isabella?" I asked this girl, "What is there to do around this town, I just moved here from Chicago." She smiled at me before answering. "Well, not too much actually. Especially at 7am." She laughed, and I did too. "But there are some really nice clubs around here, if you are into that kind of thing. Saturday night is the night to be out too!" She continued saying, was that a hint?
I grinned at her, hugely. "I'll keep that in mind. Do you ever visit any of these clubs?" "Yeah, if I go I always go to Rodney's. They have an awesome DJ on Saturday nights." She replied to me. The guy working with her came up and handed me my coffee. "Thanks." I said to the guy then turned back to Isabella, "Well thanks for the information. Maybe I'll see you around sometime?" She smiled at me, hugely. "Yeah, maybe. I'd like that." Came her very excited reply.
I smiled the whole way out of that Starbucks.
A/N
Thanks for reading, I know we are starting a little slow. I love to write fanfiction, but this is the first one I've published. Be kind :)