It was yet another routine day. Woken up by that blasted alarm clock which almost made me deaf. I mean yeah that was the reason I bought it, but it's just really stress-relieving to curse that harmless machine which would never back answer me. Ya I know...pathetic. But, this day it was saved from my wrath by something wonderfully common. I'm late.
I get ready in record time and stumble down the staircase of my apartment with a toast in my mouth and I could hear my roommate shouting after me "I told you to not stay out that late yesterday". I roll my eyes and ignore that comment of course coz I hear it almost everyday instead of a traditional 'good morning'. I reach the coffee shop where I work part-time for my tuition fees (and well to stop living at my parent's house). I push the glass doors open and immediately seek out the clock. It reads 7:25. I sigh out of relief and drop my bag on the chair behind the counter and hang my winter coat.
I proceed to greet Martha, my co worker who has been a very kind helper since I started working here. All of us, baristas got along well though we don't see much of each other due to the shifts. We exchange pleasantries and have small talk. She seems to be tired so she excuses herself and leaves me to start my boring shift. Not even a minute after I settled down I see a group of women making their way to the counter. And that's pretty much how my whole morning went on. Well until the last hour atleast.
A guy with dirty blonde hair and grey eyes. He was wearing a dark blue jeans along with a light green tee shirt. Though his wardrobe was very casual, I have a feeling the outfit was picked after a lot of care. Shit I'm staring. I quickly divert my eyes back to the monitor before me hoping he didn't catch me staring at him. It isn't long before I hear someone smugly speaking "You're hot".
I immediately stiffen up. I look forward and see that same blonde guy (of course). "Excuse me?!?". What the hell. He raked his eyes all over my body, giving me an approving smirk, "You heard me the first time or maybe I could explain to you properly in my flat" he said while waggling his eyebrows. I think I threw up a little in my mouth.
I put up my best business face though I have the intense urge to kick him in his bollocks and say nonchalantly "If you are done stroking your ego sir, may I take your order coz there is someone behind you waiting for his order to be taken". And sure enough there is a man with a cap covering his face, wearing ripped jean and a casual white button up shirt.
"Playing hard to get huh. No problem, let's just play back at my bungalow" and then he went on and on about how rich he is and his experience in women. Honestly I lost interest after he opened his disgusting mouth. I notice that the man behind him was waiting for quite a bit of time. Time to end this. "As much as I love this sir" I start sarcastically "this is a coffee shop not a hook up spot so could you place your order or shall I give you the address of a nearby bar or club" I finish glancing towards the door discreetly telling him to sod off. I hear a snicker from the man in the line.
I could tell he got my mesaage and looked around us. Most of the customers are visibly enjoying the man's idiotic failing attempt to get laid. He blushed red out of embarrassment and hissed at me "You stared at me first. Checking me out!!!". I laugh out at this and calmly explain "Sir just because I was observing my customer doesn't mean that I want to hook up with you. Looking at someone isn't an invitation sir". I could see proud and encouraging glances from people in the shop and even a thumbs up from my co worker. "And anyways I am a mere barista how could I ever even dream of being worth of your time and love" I said dramatically and a sarcastic tone. The man in the line howled in laughter at this one. I strangely felt proud.
The man left abruptly trying to hide his face in the collar of his expensive shirt. I turn my attention to the next customer who is obviously the man in the line. He took off his cap and I take a good look at him for the first time. He has unruly, messy black hair which is for some reason really sexy. He has the brightest green eyes I ever saw with a sharp jawline. He was deliciously fit and I could easily make out his well-built biceps and abs. He must be approximately 6'2 coz I had to strain my neck with me being 5'5. I continue scanning his face and that's when I saw his smirking lips.
I groan inwardly did I have to stare again. I clear my throat and was just about to ask him about his order when he said in a deep voice "You might get in trouble with more guys like him if you keep staring at people like that".
"Woah I didn't stare inappropriately or anything and anyways it's not my problem if a simple no can't get through people's thick head". I say shrugging.
"I never said it was your fault. In fact I like the way you handled the problem. No hysterical crying or letting it pass by or even worse causing a scene" he said with a approving tone.
"I will take that as a compliment" I replied.
"It was a compliment miss" he retorted with a wink. God please don't make my blush obvious. I cleared my throat in a professional manner and asked him "What would you like to have sir?".
"A iced white chocolate mocha please" Damn that's my go-to coffee too.
"It will take about 5-7 minutes sir. Will you wait here for it?". He nodded. "How would you like to pay sir? " I continued. He froze and stared at me as if I wore a godzilla costume to a ballet class.
"Umm... what?". I repeated the question and he started chuckling while shaking his head with an amused look. "Is there something wrong sir" I asked while narrowing my eyes. why is he laughing as if I was supposed to hand his coffee free while bowing to him. Wait!! Is he another spoiled brat of some sort. God save me.
"Nothing just... remembered something funny" I obviously didn't buy that, but I let it slide cause my shift is about to over and all I wanted to do is to sleep like a rock. "So... " I asked with a hint of impatience. Hey I am human too. "Cash" he said while handing me the four dollars he had to pay. He was still looking amused and...was that happiness. The day gets weirder and weirder.
"Thank you for your co-operation sir. Please visit again and have a great day" I said with my frequent monotone voice and was just about to hand him his coffee when my colleague came in.
"Hey...Wassup??.Is that your last customer or wh-Oh my god!!". I was confused af. "What's wrong?". She completely ignored me and went to the man in the line. "S-Sir I didn't know...I mean if I knew I-I would've... " I interrupted her by saying "Yeah Rosa he is a customer and I was just about to give him his order. Why are you acting as if he is the owner of the shop?". I leaned forward on the counter and was trying to give him his coffee again.
"That is because he is the owner of the Shop Ginny" she hissed at me.
I froze with the coffee in my outstretched hand, widened eyes and I think my jaw hit the floor. He was smirking at me and was looking quite entertained with my stupidity and the awkardness.
Fuck.