Hugs to my readers! I wanted to let you know that I changed Marysa's last name to Ayuzawa, it is no longer Zaya. I did that because she is modeled after Misaki Ayuzawa...

Men...

Boys...

Disgusting, lying, cheating, perverted, and heart breakers.

Can't live with them, definitely can live without them.

I know that for a fact.

-Marysa Ayuzawa.

Another day began in Marysa's boring life in America, and one day less until she and Sofie flew to Great Britain. Both girls were filled with excitement, although the excitement often went to Sofie's head, and she starts to freak out over packing. So it was not a surprise when there was a knock on the door at 6:45, and Sofie was standing there in a major distress mode.

"You have too much stuff, and not enough bags." Marysa 'guessed'. She was always efficient and organized no matter what, so she usually helped Sofie pack. This pattern keeps repeating every year, and because she also has to help her little sister, Marysa was running out of bags. However, she loved her friend, and would do anything to help.

"Well, I started packing and was actually really good... But then I realized that I didn't have enough room to bring five suitcases, a duffel bag, three purses..." Sofie trailed off, as Marysa rolled her eyes.

"I honestly don't understand how you have that much stuff, and still don't have everything." Marysa had one suitcase filled with everything she needed, and a stylish book bag filled with books, and she made sure that was all Karly brought too.

"Marysa..." Sofie whined. "You don't even bring enough stuff! You bring clothes and other junk that's needed, but no jewelry, makeup, purses, and fancy stuff for fun! That's why I'm here!"

"Fine, fine." Marysa sighed, still not understanding her friend even after all these years. "I'll come with you after our shift, and help you pack."

"Thank you! You're the best!" Sofie squealed, hugging her friend.

"I know, now did you even eat?" Marysa laughed, shoving her friend through the apartment door. "Karly's making breakfast, why don't you have some?"

At 7:30 am, Marysa and Sofie waved good bye to Karly, Marysa saying she'd be home later because of the 'Packing Crisis.' Both sisters were accustomed to Sofie showing up at the door during this time, so everyone had a good laugh. Anyways, Sofie and Marysa hurried along, Marysa carrying an umbrella. She was always prepared for anything, and the dark clouds signaled that a storm would come later on.

Sure enough, around noon, the flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder could be heard. The weather did not help business in the café. Normally, one would think rainy days attracted people to a cozy coffee shop, but because of the dreadful weather, no one dared to venture out to the end of town. Therefore, the café was empty of customers. Only Hannah, Marysa, Sofie, Sandy, Erika, and the Manager were in the café, and they were talking in the kitchen.

"Ugh, I hate rainy days." Sofie complained, twirling her brown hair lazily around her finger. "It's so dreary outside, like the sky is crying."

"I know what you mean." Sandy agreed, while she continued baking the sweets for the shop. "I've heard certain tales and legends about that."

"So have I!" Erika brewed herself a latte, and plopped down on the sofa in the corner of the room. "One is that if you believe in heaven, those raindrops are the tears of the people in heaven."

Marysa frowned. She didn't enjoy it when people talked about death and religion. It's too controversial, and some people have different beliefs. She thought aimlessly to herself. Manager was fluttering in and out of the kitchen, talking about senseless stuff that everyone pretended it made sense.

"I'm so bored." Hannah muttered, pulling out her smartphone and looking at her social life. "Hmm..." She murmured, deep in concentration.

"NO PHONES ALLOWED, MISSY!" Manager said cheerfully and loudly, suddenly appearing out of nowhere next to Hannah. Hannah was too absorbed in her phone, that she didn't even hear the Manager's words. The other girls looked on in amusement. This happened almost every day, when Hannah thought Manager wasn't paying attention. Manager grabbed Hannah's phone, and ran away with it.

"MANAGER!" Hannah yelled, angry her precious phone was gone. Either because she has stuff she doesn't want anyone to see or because she's addicted to her phone, Hannah hates when people take her phone. After running around the café shop for 20 minutes, Hannah gave up trying to chase the energetic Manager who was older than her.

Giggling at the hilarious scene, Marysa and the rest of the Coffee Lovers staff collapsed on the sofa together, breathless. Just then, a small chime sound rang through the shop.

"Rysa!" Manager sang out, calling Marysa by her nickname. "Can you get that please?" The chime sound was the indicator that there was a customer who came into the store.

"Sure thing." Marysa said, walking out of the kitchen, which was in back of the counter. "Welcome to Coffee Lovers! What would you like today?" She said the traditional welcome phrase that everyone used here at Coffee Lovers. Marysa couldn't see the customer because she was tying up her uniform.

"You." A male voice said, causing Marysa to look up sharply. She hated men with a passion... for reasons she hid deep inside her heart. The voice wasn't unpleasant, it was low and deep but had a youthful ring to it. The voice belonged to a teenage boy, around her age, that she's never seen before. He had a slender and athletic build, blonde spiky hair, a knowing smirk, and emerald green eyes that sparkled with mischief.

"Excuse me?" Marysa snapped, her amber eyes cold and emotionless. The guy smirked.

"I said 'you.'"

"What are you talking about?" Marysa asked, impatiently. She tried to keep herself calm, snapping at customers is not good for the café, and she loves this place. She didn't want to get it into trouble because of her anger.

"You asked me what I wanted today," The guy explained, looking bored. "And I said I wanted 'YOU.'" He emphasized, his point by pointing at her.

Marysa gritted her teeth. Men think they are SO smart... Well they're just stupid. She gave a cold smile. "I'm sorry. That's not on the menu."

"When will it?" The boy sneered, leaning into her, he was a little taller than she was.

Marysa scoffed, pushing him back. "Sorry, not sorry, it's never on the menu and never will be."

"What a shame."

Marysa trembled in rage. He's having fun messing with me... She thought to herself, looking at his smirk. Well, I'll let him know he's messing with the wrong girl!

"Please order something reasonable or leave this shop at once."

"Have you no sympathy?" The guy asked. "It's pouring out there, and you expect me to go back out there? I was only looking for a place to get dry..." The guy trailed off, trying to look pitiful. However, Marysa was not fooled, and her patience snapped.

"This is not a place you come to get dried off." Marysa said, coldly. "This is a coffee shop, and if you aren't going to buy anything, then you can go beg some other store. You're not getting my sympathies, and why were you even running around in this kind of weather?"

The guy looked momentarily shocked, and Marysa wondered if she went too far. I hope the shop doesn't get into trouble! She worried. However, his astonished look was gone in a flash, and Marysa wondered if she had even seen that.

"Cup of coffee, plain." He said.

"Sure." Marysa nodded, turning away to start brewing it for him. She wondered how teenagers could drink coffee, she wasn't a coffee fan, and she just liked hot chocolate.

The blonde teenager smirked, his emerald eyes scrutinizing Marysa, making her feel uncomfortable. However, she turned around, coffee cup in hand, and stared back at him, her amber eyes flickering with slight anger. But the moment she met his gaze with hers, she felt sucked into that deep gaze. Entranced, it was like she could see nothing else but those green eyes.

"Liking the view?" His voice jostled her, and she narrowed her eyes.

"No, you idiot."

"You sure? You were looking at me for a while." He smirked. Does he EVER stop smirking?! Marysa wondered, frustrated.

"Positive." Marysa said, looking out the window. "The rain has stopped, you're free to leave."

"Ah, thanks." The guy looked at her one more time. "See you later... Marysa." With those words, he was gone. Marysa stood there in shock. What does he mean 'see you later? Is he planning to stalk me? I know my nametag's on my uniform, so that's how he knew my name...

Marysa gazed at where he had been standing a moment ago, her brow furrowed. Ah, I can't worry about that. She shook her head, and realized she was still holding the coffee. He forget his coffee... Oh well.

Haylo! Sorry I've taken so long to update, with all this holiday excitement, I'm really busy. However, I will continue making this more exciting. The beginnings are always so boring, but it should get intense!

I'll hopefully publish Chapter 1 of Seika vs. Miyabigaoka soon... If you have any requests, please let me know 3

Reviews are appreciated!

XO,

haylo4ever