I shivered as the cold wind rushed past me. Pulling my sweater closer to my skin, I tried to absorb all the remaining warmth. Could this get any worse? It, then began to drizzle..maybe I had spoken too soon. "Wait till I get my hands on you, Ino-pig." I murmured under my breath while my eyes were busy searching for a shelter. My so-called best friend had ditched me at the mall..where we were previously shopping as soon as she saw her boyfriend Sai at a bookstore. Plus she had taken the car too...So much for friendship.
I sighted a small cafe round the corner. It was difficult to miss..given the tacky purple paint. The words "The Place" glowed in neon lights on the top of the small establishment. Lame I muttered again. The bells jingled as I softly opened the glass door. Instantly all my cold disappeared. The warm coffee aroma relaxed my muscles. I took a seat on a red couch placed near a huge glass window. It was snowing. Outside I was swearing and cursing the weather but from inside it looked..serene.
"Your order?" A waitress, wearing a yellow and red dress asked me. Her originally white apron was a bit yellow.
"Well?" She pressed, taping a pencil impatiently against her notepad.
"Uh.." I snapped out of my trance. "Irish coffee..make it strong."
"Anything else, ma'am?" She asked, a fake smile plastered on her pale skin.
My stomach growled..as if screaming for food. "Would you like to try our cupcakes?" the waitress enquired..probably having heard the sound. "Umm..sure. Whatever you recommend" I said embarrassed. She bowed and left.
I went back to examining the scenery running my hand along my wet pink locks. This had become a habit to cure boredom. As if on cue, the bells jingled and in walked a guy of my age. He looked like a walking Greek God, with black hair, black eyes hidden behind black rimmed glasses. To say he looked hot would be an understatement. He,probably, must have sensed my staring because he looked straight at me..his eyes piercing my very soul. I quivered under his intense stare as he walked right towards me.
"Is this seat taken?" His husky voice echoed in my ears.
"N-No." I said..my face flushed. Somehow his simple question had made me blush. A playful smirk danced across his lips as he pulled the chair across of me and sat down.
"Ma'am your order" The waitress (her name-tag read "Sophie") placed the eatables in-front of me. She,too, blushed as she looked at the guy. "Uchiha-san..Would you like to have the usual?" She asked. Uchiha? The Uchiha Corps. happened to be a huge business empire, the CEO being Mr. Fugaku Uchiha who had featured in the list of top 100 influential people about a dozen times. The fact that he too was an Uchiha screamed that he was filthy rich. "Explains the cocky attitude" I mumbled. I didn't hear his order as I was too busy ogling him but by the looks of it, it seemed to be black coffee.
He was busy tapping on his Iphone. I pulled out my Twilight Saga : Breaking Dawn from my handbag, wanting to finish it. I heard something along the lines of "...annoying..stupid..book" from the Greek God and snapped.
"Did you say something?"
"Hn. You heard it."
"I didn't. Thats exactly why I am asking you."
" Annoying.."The guts of this guy. I fumed.
"You chose to sit here" I bit back.
"Because it is my usual spot." He replied as if claiming hs territory. "Which you are spoiling by reading this shit."
His frown was directed to my book. "No one ever says anything bad about Twilight to me and gets away with it." God, where are the dinosaurs when you need them? I seriously wished to set a Rex behind him.
His frown deepened. "It is just a crappy love story about a human psycho and a walking dead blood-sucking corpse." He said as if reading the local daily.
"Just because you are emo doesn't mean everyone else is too. It is about true love" I said almost desperate to prove my point.
He simply smirked and I lost it. Picking up my handbag and eatables I exited the cafe slamming the door shut. "Stupid arrogant jerk." I said aloud calling a cab. My insides told me this wasn't over.
Back At The Cafe..
I picked up the novel that the pink haired girl had left behind. I smirked, it isn't everyday that you meet a sexy vixen willing to bite your ass. Being Uchiha Sasuke, son of the CEO of the world's largest business empire this situation was rare. "We will meet again. And I promise you, this will be interesting".
