Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters sadly I'm not that creative
When he entered the Talon the damn bell rung, he hated that atrocious bell that would alert the entire place of a new customer. He quickly surveyed the place and found a blonde with a petite build, a somewhat cute brunette with piercing blue eyes, and another brunette with a bob and knew today would be a good day. He went on to formulate his plan and in twenty minutes he'd be satisfied with his visit. Formulating his plan he went to order. The red headed woman behind the counter always looked at him disapprovingly when he would come in and sweet talk her customers and whisks them away for various activities. She only did it when she was sure he wasn't looking but would smile in his face whenever he would order. He could care less what the woman thought of him, it wasn't like she was his mother and even if she was he still wouldn't care.
"Hello how may I help you today?" she asks somewhat stiffly.
"Two caramel macchiatos and a slice of that delicious apple pie." He says politely, he may be arrogant but he still had manners that he choose for whoever he wanted. And for some reason ever since he start coming here he wanted her to like him for some odd reason. He wasn't that bad of a kid.
"Two?" she ask with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes." Is his reply, she doesn't need an explanation. He turns then and spots the brunette with the blue eyes and says "Excuse me is this seat taken."
Immediately she stammers to say no and he takes a seat. "Thanks I've been on my feet all day, and my feet were just begging for a rest." Is his cool lie.
"I'm Clark and your name is?"
"S-Samantha Turner." She says blinking as fast as a hummingbird flaps its wings.
"Well Samantha has anyone ever told you how your eyes shimmer, it's like watching the sun set on the pacific." Is the bait that he gives her that she quickly eats up and he can tell by the way she blushes and shakes her head no.
"Really, wow I just can't help but get lost, let me tell you what I like you, how about I buy you a coffee, hm? How does that sound? Have you ever had a caramel macchiato?"
She shakes her head no. "I'll tell you it's the best damn drink around." He says making sure to smile. Watching the way she blushed he could tell she would be his in a matter of moments. Noticing the book she was reading he picked it up, "On the Road? No way!"
"What?" she said a peculiar look on her face.
"This is my all-time favorite book, I always wanted to go around visiting pancake houses and just be free." He exclaimed as he noticed her face light up in excitement. "Me too" was her reply "I actually just started reading it for my English class."
"Oh really?" his eyebrow arching. "Where do you go to school?"
"Met U. We just started…." And the rest of her blabber faded into the distance. Something, someone had caught his eye. She had light brown hair, beautiful hazel eyes, succulent lips, and…he thought he was going to die. She was beautiful.
"Two caramel macchiato's and an apple pie." Is all she says, and for some odd reason his pants feel tighter.
"Uh-Um Uh yeah th-that's mine." He says staring straight at her torso. "Hey Skipper, those aren't my face." is all she says before she leaves the table. And for the first time in years his face feels oddly hot.
To hell with Amanda or whatever her name is, his plan has changed.
He wants her, whoever she is and he wants her now.