Café Girl

Alice's POV
I'm bored. I finish cleaning the espresso machine and I start to stare at the clock. It's only 6:00pm my shift ends at 7:00pm. Fuck my life.

I look around Star Cafe and feel sick. There are so many annoying couples everywhere I look. People in love make me sick. Most of my friends say it's because I don't understand. Damn right I don't understand; how can someone lose their fucking mind and act like someone on cocaine over a person? Love is like a fucking drug to some people, like my friend Kate. When she falls in love, it's as if shes done ten lines of cocaine. She obsesses over them, goes on a date, claims to be in "love", dates for a few more months, breaks up, eats ice cream, then before I know it shes off with the next boy. It's really fucked up to me.

I see Mr.Anderson walk in and I give him a big smile. He's a regular.

"Good evening Mr.Anderson!" I greet happily. He's actually my favorite customer. He makes an effort to get to know me, and he's probably one of the nicest people i've ever met.

"Evening Alice, how are you?" he asks smiling. I swear to god, he's always smiling.

"I'm doing okay I guess, thanks for asking. Now let me guess your order. A Star Cafe specialty coffee with a chocolate chip cookie?" I ask knowing its his daily order.

"You guessed it Alice, are you psychic?" he jokes laughing.

"Maybe one day I will be. I'll make it and bring it to your seat when it's done." I reply walking over to the coffee machine. He nods and sits in his normal seat.

Our specialty coffee's are really simple honestly. Its just a normal coffee with extra foam and a design of a star in it. People from all around town come here for them. There nothing special, but everyone seems to believe they are.

I make Mr.Anderson's coffee and give it to him with a warmed up cookie. He thanks me and I resume my place behind the counter. As I'm putting money into the cash I get a five dollar bill thrown at me.

"Specialty coffee. Make it quick." a dark grouchy voice orders.

"Would you like some manners with that?" I ask looking up from the cash. He takes off his glasses and I get to see his green eyes. They pierce through my simple brown ones and I roll my eyes.

"Whatever happened to customer service?" he asks smirking.

"Whatever happened to respect?" I retort angrily. I don't know who the fuck this kid is but he needs to get the fuck out of my face before I beat it.

"Just hurry up with my coffee. It's for here by the way." He replies smoothly.

I go to make his coffee when I feel eyes watching me. I should tell him to sit down before I jump the counter and strangle him to death for his rude comments.

"Go sit down, I'll bring you your coffee when its done." I say to him in a cold tone.

"Okay cafe girl." he says with a snarky tone. We've literally just met and ive gone over 100 ways to kill him in this cafe.

Once his coffee is done I bring it over to him and drop it on the table.

"Anything else?" To me it was more of a rhetorical question but this asshole doesn't seem to get it.

"How about you marry me babe?" he asks smirking. "I could use your fine ass around the house, maybe you could clean for a living instead of this.I mean what else are girls like you good for?"

Before my mind can stop my hand I've slapped him right in the face.

"Go fuck yourself!" I mutter under my breath.

He gets up angirly and heads out the door. He quickly turns around and looks me in the eye. I can't explain what happened, but I felt something. I don't know what, but there was something. Something new.

Notes

Hope you guys like it. It will only get better :) Hopefully I will have more time to write during the summer since I have school once march breaks over :( Thank you to everyone who still reads my stories and I hope to write more new material that might inspire some of you :)

ღ Alice Rose ღ