"How much clothes do you think I should bring?" Mitsumi asked over the phone.
"Well Mits. Let's see we're going to be there for seven days so—oh, I don't know. Maybe seven outfits." I retorted back.
"Oh, come on only seven?" Mitsumi teased back.
"Oh, you're right make it fourteen that way we can change at least twice a day in case like I break one of my fake nails and have to get new ones along with a new outfit to match." I said as preppily as possible.
"Well I have to go I think my mom needs help," Mitsumi concluded, "so I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Yep, bye," I said before hanging up my phone.
Hm... What should I pack? Well, we're only going to be there for a week. I thought as I started to pull random things out of my closet and pile it up onto my bed. "I think that should be enough," I said at last standing back to look at the small pile of clothes that had accumulated on my mattress.
"Kieta! Time for dinner!" I heard my mom call from downstairs.
"Coming!" I responded turning around to walk toward the door of my room.
"Can I take your order?" Aki asked politely to the next customer.
"I'd like one vanilla latte, Eiji," the Seigaku regular said turning to the boy standing next to him, who was currently sifting through his wallet, "would you like anything?"
He grumbled something to himself before saying,"Yeah, I'd like the small raspberry mocha."
"Okay, so that was one vanilla latte and a small raspberry mocha? Okay then that comes to seven dollars and eighty-seven cents," the girl said then she called to her partner for that shift who was in the storage room.
"Kay, one vanilla latte and a small raspberry mocha coming up," the other girl behind the counter said while she came out of the storage room with some cardboard boxes in her hands.
"That'll be up in one second," the girl waiting on us said turning around to assist the other who was about to crash into a counter.
"Nya! Fuji how can you be so mean two weeks of this?" I complained.
"Well, you should be glad I picked the right cafe," was his only reply as he walked toward one of the high tables next to the windows.
"What do you mean the 'right' cafe?" I asked him confused as we sat down.
He then pointed over at the counter where we had just ordered at. The two girls, one with the long brown hair and brown eyes and the other, Kieta, wait Keita! And then it hit me this was the cafe she worked at. The girl with the strangely colored eyes.
"Hey, Kiet, isn't that your boyfriend over there?" Akiko asked the girl standing by the coffee machines. Pressing what seemed like bottons at random.
"Boyfriend?!" I exclaimed spinning around to follow Aki's glance. "Eiji! What? We barely know each other,"
"Yeah, but that's what the ski trip is for,"
"Go give them their order," I said shoving the tray, holding the two hot drinks, at the young "matchmaker".