Never Be the Same
I let out a bored sigh, as I tapped my fingers impatiently on
Why is it that every time I have plans made, I'm
mysteriously called into work?
I mean, my boss does promise me a little bit of extra money for
coming in, just to help out, but
I'm still 18, straight out of high school, and in my
freshman year of college.
On the days me and my roommates are off from classes and work,
we like to go out and do something.
But of course, with the luck I've had all my life,
something always comes up, leaving me sitting in an empty
coffeeshop, while Dana, Sean and Kyle all get to go out.
You'd think, being one of the few coffeeshops in the middle
of town, a lot of people would be in and out of here. But no,
not with the luck I have, as I said
I can honestly say, in my entire life, my luck really has been
anything and everything but good.
Whether it was finding the right guy, or being the line leader
in the fifth grade.
"Hello? Anybody there?" I heard an unfamiliar voice
say, knocking me out of my trance.
I felt my body jump, and I regained my composure, noticing a
customer waiting patiently.
"Oh, wow, I'm so sorry." I said, recognizing the
person in front of me.
I wasn't sure exactly of what his name was, but I knew he
was a pretty avid customer here.
He looked about my age, with bright blue eyes that almost
matched the California ocean, just down the road, light brown
hair, with even lighter brown natural highlights.
To top it all off, he had perfectly tanned skin that just made
all his features pop.
"It's nothing," he said, flashing me a Hollywood
His teeth were the most perfect set I'd probably seen in my
He was definitely a brace-face when he was younger.
I stood up straighter, and smoothed out my shirt, suddenly
feeling a bit self-conscious to be wearing my work clothes.
"So, what could I get for you?" I casually asked,
turning away from him and towards the coffee machine.
I looked over to him as his mesmorizing blue orbs looked up at
the menu board above me.
He tapped his chin as he read through it, thinking for a minute
"I'll take a medium cup of coffee, extra light and
sweet. To stay." he finally said.
I nodded to him, and turned my body fully away from him and got
"Being stuck finishing up essays is not really the way a
college student wants to spend a Friday, you know?" he
chuckled, as I set the finished cup of coffee on the
I nodded in agreement, ringing his order up into the cash
"Welcome to the club," I sighed, "I got called
in last minute and had to cancel my plans for tonight." I
finished with the ding of the cash register.
"That'll be $2.50 all together." I continued,
glancing down at the screen, then up to him.
The guy nodded, holding up his index finger as he stuffed his
hand into his pocket.
Once he finally got his wallet out, he took out a $5 bill, and
handed it to me.
"Keep the change, Kendra." he said, and I wondered
how he knew my name.
That is, until I remembered I was at work.
I looked down at my name tag quickly before accepting the
money, and tossed it in the cash register.
"Thanks," I trailed off, embarassed. I didn't
know his name, yet he already knew mine.
"Sam." he finished, running his fingers through his
full hair, with yet another Hollywood smile showing.
Okay, I know you'll all hate me, but I'm going to do
this story, because I'm lost with the sequel to Beautiful
Disaster:( I know, I'm the worst, but I'm hoping to
finish this one out. And I also hope you guys all