Hey everyone! I'm back! Sorry I've been gone for so long. So, anyways, a few friends and I decided to please my old fantasies prior to TDROTI (well, before I saw it), and feed my idea of TrentxZoey(Troey) haha so here goes the first attempt! Hope ya'll like it!
The breeze was cool and crisp as picked off the vibrant leaves from the maple trees that crowded Rosehaven. All I could feel was the wind hitting my face as I rushed across town to the coffee shop. I will admit, it was pure adreniline and overall excitement that drove me to forget my ruby and pearl moeped that sat in our driveway next to dad's malachite green Volkswagen Polo. Growing up, I had always been alone, with no one to talk to aside from my pet hamster Miss Puffycheeks. She's a great listener, but it'd be great to have friends that are my age. And human…
But today's the day! I was offered a position on the school's journalism team after winning a writing competition on social status in high school. 'Yay!' Courtney, the head of the committee, and our class president, sent me an email somewhere along the lines of wanting only the best of the best on her team, and that after getting rid of a less competent writer, she was in need of a replacement and wouldn't take no for an answer. I automatically agreed to it of course, which she claimed she knew I would. She informed me we'd all meet at her house to discuss the next issue and I volunteered to bring coffee for everyone. Today is going to be amazing I can just feel it!
I took a deep breath as I entered the coffee shop, panting a bit as I got in line. I guess this is where most teens hang out after school 'cause it sure was crowded. I took the time to straighten my pale blue short jumper, which covered up most of my floral yellow and pink half tee. Taking off my cow plush backpack I dug around for my wallet. I bit my lip in a panic until I mangaged to find it under my notes. I sighed in relief. I could NOT screw this up. All the people involved in the commty seem like really good people. I don't want to be alone in high school for a third year in a row. Everyone always seems to like me, but I'm never asked to go see a movie, or have an ugly Christmas sweater party, or asked to split a sandwich. 'Maybe I'm just unlikeable, I've just been mistaking their kindness and friendship. Maybe its just pity…'
I was startled out of my weakened stupor when a loud arousal of clapping erupted from the cafe. I hadn't realized anything was going on in my rush. I guess I missed whatever it was, just like I miss out on everything else…
"NEXT."
Surprised by the movement of the line, I quickly steppedforward. I always seem to get cut in front of in lines. Usually I wouldn't mind, I'll just wait a little longer, but I was without a dounbt on a mission! Pulling out my phone I looked up to the dark teen scowling, her blue lips in a small smile as she looked towards the stage, "Sorry, most of my friends were up there. What can I get you?"
Smiling, I let out a deep breath I never realized I was holding, "That's okay," I eyed her name tag, "Gwen."
She raised an eyebrow, her arms remaining crossed over her black tee and grass green apron, smiling, "And you'd like?"
"OH! Right, let's see, Courtney wanted a caramel frapblast, extra caramel, light whipped cream-"
"Of course. Let me guess, and save you some time. You need a caramel frap, light whip, heavy caramel for your highness, a strawberry vanilla bean for the crazy man-stalker, a vanilla bean with extra whip for the psycic, a salted caramel mocha for the otaku, extra large on that one, and a black coffee for the scary jock, and a orange creme tango for yourself?"
My jaw dropped as I stared at her, "How'd you do that?"
"Courtney sent me a text to make sure you don't mess up." She smiled as she tallied up the order, "We go way back, so don't be to surprised. As for your's, I work here almost everyday but I ujsually make the orders. That red hair and flower aren't easily forgoteen, ya know. Twenty-six forty-eight."
I exchanged the money and waited on our drinks. I was halfway there. 'I hope the other girls like me. Aisling, our comic artist for the paper seemed really cool and told me I could call her Senpai, whatever that means… Sierra was really cool too, a bit eccentric, but overall nice. Jo was kind of scary, but I'm sure she's good at what she does. She seems a bit cocky, but I'm sure there's a nice side to her… Dawn was kind of creepy, but we bonded a bit after she found out I liked making tarot cards. The way she reads people can be a bit embarrassing though, she has a bad habit of calling you out on it. I don't think she means to though…'
"Here, can you carry all of those?" Gwen asked as I picked up all the drinks.
"Uh, yeah, sure. Totally!" I smiled, and spun on my heel to leave, only to come face to face with my drinks splattering across the teen behind me, the impact sending us backwards. I managed to grab onto the counter.
"Oh man!" Gwen gasped, her eyes widening.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!" I quickly ripped a couple napkins from the counter and attempted to clean the mess I made.
"It cool, it's just coffee." The teen smile, taking my breath away. I mean, I've heard of tall, dark, and handsome guys, but I figured that was only real in Disney movies [1] and the occasional chick flicks my parents are into when they have date night at home. His eyes were so deep, with a soft misty green, which were slightly covered by his thick raven locks. My body lost all motion as I absentmindedly dabbed his green coffee stained t-shirt.
"Are you alright, miss-?"
"Uh, huh? Oh, me? Me miss?" I sputtered out, heat making its way to my cheeks. Why did I have to dye my hair red again?! He let out a smoot chuckle, and I felt myself getting nervous. 'I must look like an idiot! A helpless little girl with my stupid pig tails and cow backpack. Ugh! Why?!'
"Yeah, I didn't catch your name." He grinned, and I began to get an awkward tingling in my stomach. You know, the one where you're not sure if you're elated or gassy, but you're somewhere in that zone. [2] Maybe this guys a criminal! He's too handsome for that, but I could be wrong. Like there's that guy in Physics class, Alejandro, I think, who's really good looking, you know, the tall, dark, and handsome type, who tricked me into getting him an A...Could he be that kind of guy?
"Um, miss?" I snapped my out of my thoughts at his sweet tone caught me off guard. He really did sound sincere…
"Her name's Zoey." Gwen leaned over the counter we snapped back to reality. The sounds of the teens moving throughout the coffee shop returned. The customers huffed in line, and played on their phones while the tapping of keyboards and smooth radio tunes echoed within the cafe, as if time had stood still and returned once again.
"Zoey, sounds pretty spunky. Creative. I like it." I blushed as he stopped my robotic cleaning movements, stopping my hand, "Would you like to go back to the world upstairs, Zoey?" He gave a playful laugh and I could feel my body tense and the color in my face intensified.
"Sorry about your drinks, it was my mistake for stepping up too soon. I'm Trent, by the way." He smiled, letting go of my hand to readjust his guitar case, "Hey Gwen, mind making the drinks and my usual? Cody should be back on the clock after he changes, I'll make sure dad gives you an extra 20 on your break."
"Oh, no, I can pay for it!" I spoke up, not wanting to put my clumsiness on Trent. I did kind of shove it all over his shirt.
"Don't worry about it, its no big deal. So Gwen, how about it?"
"You drive a hard bargain, but I'll take it," She smirked, "If you give Cody an extra ten."
"Are you trying to beat me at bargaining?" Trent frowned, but his tone was as calm and smooth as when he spoke to me.
"I'm simply haggling. Don't be a jerk, come on Trent." Gwen punched his shoulder, making Trent's serious exterior crack.
"Fine, but no more of what I witnessed last Tuesday! I'm still trying to get rid of that mental image." Trent chuckled.
"We weren't doing anything!" Gwen threw her hands in the air, annoyed.
Trent laughed, "It's cool, calm down. Go ahead and put them all on my tab. Same for the dude behind me. The short brunette boy looked up from whatever he was reading with a careless glance and muttered a sarcastic 'thanks'.
Gwen rolled her eyes and went to help her co-worker with the orders. I fumbled around with the wet napkins in my hand until they began sticking to my finger. Realizing he was staring, I hid it behind my back and smiled awkwardly. He smiled and held out his hand, prompting me to look away and set it in his hand. He tossed it in a nearby trash. An awkward silence passed until I built up the courage to speak to him.
"Sooo, you play guitar?" I asked. Duh! Obviously! What kind of question in that?! I frowned and silenced my thoughts.
"Yeah, my dad owns the shop and let's my band perform here on Thursdays after school."
"That's amazing!" I grinned, clutching both hands.
"Thanks. So, what's all the drinks for?" Trent smiled, taking a long whiff of the fresh coffee.
"Oh, I'm taking them to my uh, friends, house. The journalism club is meeting up to discuss the next newspaper for school."
"Oh, cool. I'm guessing you go to-"
"Rosehaven High? Everyone here seems to go there. Its the only high school in town." I laughed and his cheeks turned pink has he nodded in realization.
"Right, I go there too. I see you around sometimes too." He closed his eyes, as if thinking a time he had seen me hallway or in the lunchroom.
"Really? You noticed me?" My eyes widened. Honestly, I didn't think that was possible!
"Of course. You're the only redhead I've seen that wears a flower in her hair everyday.
"Oh, right… But...this is the first time I've seen you…" I couldn't figure it out. He seems so nice and he's really cute, and he's a decent height. Surely I would've recognized him from somewhere…
"Well, I guess some of us aren't as noticeable as the rest." He shrugged as Gwen returned with our drinks.
"Here you go, and this time, I gave you carriers. Use them wisely." She smiled, tilting her head.
I smiled thankfully as I grabbed the loaded carriers, "Thanks, Gwen! And thanks again, Trent."
He put up a hand and bowed playfully, causing Gwen to roll her eyes. Taking a glance at my clock, I gasped and ran out of the shop..
(No ones POV)
As Zoey ran from the shop, Gwen gave an all-knowing smile to Trent, who stared after the pigtailed girl.
"Stop it."
"You're making the face."
"And you're making that face." Trent muttered, irritated.
"You so like her." Gwen smirked, grinning deviously.
"I just met her. She spilt coffee on me too."
"Can we all agree that he likes her so I can get my coffee?" The smaller teen behind trent crossed his arms, taking a moment away from his book.
Trent rolled his eyes, swallowing heavily, "Sorry man, Gwen, give him something to eat too on me. I'm heading upstairs." He grabbed his coffee and readjusted his case. He looked at his coffee splattered shoes and frowned, and muttered about how he needed to pay more attention to his surroundings. He paused, and quickly reached for the floor.
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(Zoey's POV)
"You're late." Courtney frowned as we walked into her living room. It was a rather large house, clean and pristine, but overall warm and cozy, as if it was designed to be pictured in one of those home design magazines mom likes to cut out and pin to posters.
"I know! I'm sorry! I ran all the way here and there was this guy-"
"No buts. No excuses. I do not accept tardi-" Courtney was interrupted by Aisling holding up an angry Corporal Levi cutout attached to a stick in front of her face.
"Calm it Hime-senpai!" Aisling smiled and hugged me. I tapped her arm frantically as her chest smothered me. I gasped loudly as I took in a gulp of air as she bowed on the floor apologizing for almost killing me.
"Oh get up, Red's alive." Jo rolled her eyes as Dawn scraped her excess whipped cream into Jo's cup as Jo licked her lips excitedly.
"O-M-G! You know how tragic that would be if you like, actually died?!" Sierra stared at me, sipping on her drink a good while, waiting for me to answer.
"Uhhh, really bad?" I wasn't exactly sure how to answer that one.
"Okay, fine, I'll let it slide this time." Courtney rolled her eyes, smirking.
Aisling pulled her into a hug, luckily Courtney was taller than her, "You're a good egg, Court." She smiled, petting the blushing CIT and class president.
"Stop that!" Courtney groaned, irritated.
"Zoey, can you get the door?" Dawn spoke up, snapping her lid in place and sipping a bit of her drink.
"What?" I raised a confused eyebrow. As if on cue, the doorbell rang. The girls grew silent as I walked towards the door. I looked to Dawn and pointed at the door, she smiled and nodded. The girls exchanged confused glances. I took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Trent?"
"Um, hey, Zoey...Hi ladies, I didn't mean to interrupt. Its just, you dropped your flower when you ran out I guess, so um, here." He ran a hand through the back of his hair, holding out the flower in all of his beautiful, coffee-coated glory.
"Thanks, Trent." I smiled gratefully and took it into my own hands, blushing a bit.
"No problem, I guess, well, hope, to see you around." He smiled and began backing down the stairs, "Bye ladies. Bye Zoey."
He smiled and walked down the street as I closed the door. I began walking back to the living room, putting my flower back in my hair. Looking up, I realized everyone staring.
"What?"
"Forget the stupid paper! Who was the that?!" Courtney yelled as the girls laughed, and began asking me questions about my new 'special' friend, as Aisling put it.
"Is he your boyfriend? He's SUPER hunky! Like my Codykins…"
"He's still not into you…" Jo rolled her eyes.
"Forget Cody, did you see the eyes on him? What are they, jade, maybe?" Aisling bit her lip with a mischievous expression.
"Who cares, the guy had guts showing up here like that. Props to him." Jo grinned, taking a lick of her whipped cream.
"He's alright I suppose…" Courtney smiled, sipping her drink.
"Do you like him?" Dawn asked, tilting her head a bit. I paused for a minute. I guess I never asked myself that. I closed my eyes like Trent had earlier, recalling when I was with him at the coffee shop. I smiled as I remembered his calm exterior, and velvety voice. I smiled and felt the warmth rise to my cheeks as when he said he liked my name, and touched my hand." Peaking an eye open, each girl was looking at me expectantly.
"Yes."
Welp, there it is! Prompt one has been completed! BE ON THE LOOK OUT FOR ART FOR EACH CHAPTER ON MY DEVIANTART UNDER THE SAME NAME! NIGHT!
[1] - Reference to what Zoey said about first meeting Mike, and also a reference to a certain Disney prince I will probably use for Trent in the Disney prompt
[2] - Frozen ref! (First Time in Forever)