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Ch. 2: The Return of Coffee Boy
The first week of school was finally done. Rory was settling nicely into a routine that included, class, coffee, paper, class, homework, and more coffee. She had pushed the incident with Coffee Boy almost to the back of her head. Almost. Marty had bartended at a party for some rich snobs and he informed her that he had been there. This breaking news infuriated her even more. That explained what he meant about her shirt.
After her last class of the day ended, she decided to pay the Yale Daily News a little visit. When she entered she saw the last person she needed to deal with. Coffee Boy. She sat at her desk, which was, inconveniently, located across from his, all the while hoping, knowing, that he wouldn't recognize her. Boy, was she wrong.
"Hey, Ace. How are those burns?" He asked.
"Ace?" She was confused.
"You're an Ace reporter. So, how are they?"
"Fine." She snapped.
"That's all you have to say? Fine? I expected a witty remark, or a sarcastic comment at the very least. Anything you need to say to me?"
"No."
He smirked. "I get it. You must be dumbed into a state of one word sentences because my amazing physique shocks you. Don't worry, Ace, I'm used to it."
"Please. I'm not saying much to you because you're an egotistical jack ass. There is nothing else to it."
"See? I knew there were full sentences in there somewhere! I just had to throw a few sticks of dynamite at you to blast them out! Anyway, how do you know I'm a jackass? You don't even know me."
"Well, here is what I am guessing, please do correct me if I am wrong. You're a rich, blonde, ego maniac playboy who thinks the world is his oyster. You get away with everything and you do anything because Daddy will just bail you out. Well, not everyone has that privilege. Some of us need to work to get a good job or to have a good life. I bet if I looked in you wallet I would find an American Express Black card along with several other platinum credit cards. So, how close am I?"
He just stared blankly at her, stunned by her long winded speech.
She chuckled as she collected her things knowing there was no way she would get any work done here today. "I thought so."
She picked up her full hot cup of coffee that had yet to be touched. Her mother may have taught her to never waste coffee, as it is the elixir of life, but this coffe was going to be used in a better way than drinking it. She never thought that would happen. So, as she exited the paper, she emptied the cup's contents into the lap of the most annoying person she had yet to meet.
"Dammit!" was all she heard as she walked away,
Now she was the one walking away smirking.
A/N: Kinda short but the next few will be longer! Review, review, review!