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Chapter 3.

Finally get to update for my lovely readers, if I have any of course. It's just I've been having a hard time with my mom passing away only five weeks ago, and I'm sorry..but no 14 year old should have to go through that. Anyway, please if you like this story so far don't be afraid to comment or vote! It'd make me happy, I'm going to try really hard on this book for you guys(: So let's get started!

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I couldn't help but stare up at the ceiling, whilst laying on my bed, thinking about that man I spilled coffee on earlier.

I just don't know why I spilled that coffee on him, I mean yes it was an accident, but I've never made that mistake in my 6 and a half months of working there. I could remember every detail of him, his stubble, those innocent yet ice cold green eyes, his messy hair...his perfectly fitted suit.

I sighed, turning over on my side and looking at my alarm clock. It was about time to head to bed. What was wrong with me anyway? Spilling coffee on a customer? I'm lucky he didn't go to Stella and have me fired. Instead he calmly took my napkins and handed me a ten dollar bill. Then he just left, without a word...not even once criticizing me.

I leaned over and across my bed switched my light off. Then slipping myself under the covers. That man back at the shop look at least in his twenties. I could tell by his body build, and maybe even the way his face looked. I mean he looked like he could be a business man, maybe he worked for a company.

Then suddenly my nose crinkled in confusion. Why am I thinking about this man? I don't even know his name. I groaned and got comfortable, closing my eyes and later finding myself fast asleep.

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I woke up to my annoying alarm once again. I rolled my eyes pushing snooze. I barely had sleep, like always. I always tend to wake up multiple times through out the night, but never falling back asleep for hours at a time. That's probably why I try to go to bed early.

I had no choice but to force myself out of my bed which suddenly seemed appealing to me. Yawning I threw on some skinny jeans and a t-shirt that was from two years ago, so it just barely showed skin. I liked it, it look quite good on my slim body. I threw on some mascara, and grabbed my purse. I barely did my makeup, who was I going to impress anyway? Honestly.

I dragged myself all the way to work, since I don't have a car. I began to worry about me being kicked out of my apartment. I mean, it may not be the best..but it's a place to live. And I don't really feel like living on the streets. I remembered it said I had three weeks to either make dues payment or pack up and leave. I definitely couldn't tell Stella that, she would downright hand me the money herself. I couldn't take money from that sweet old lady. When that small caffe came into sight I slightly smiled. Even though it's work, and we all know no body likes that...I happen to enjoy this job. Especially Stella. She is my only friend, but treats me like she's my mother. She can be a very strict woman when it comes to her cafe though.

I opened the door, feeling the warmth of the building welcome me and the sweet smell of coffee hit my nose. I really did love this place.

Stella poked her head out, noticing it was me she smiled brightly. "Vicky! Honey your here. How are you? Sleep well? Are you hungry?" She questioned all too quickly. I laughed putting up my hand to slow her. "I'm fine, I slept great! And no I'm ok, I'm not hungry."

"Now, now..please sit with me for a moment." She sighed. I nodded, wondering why I was needed to sit.
She left for a moment, coming back with two steaming hot coffees. We sat at a booth and I took a sip of my coffee.

"Look, Victoria. You don't need to lie to me."
It took me a second to realize what she had meant.

"What do you mean?" I asked, sipping at my coffee again.
"I mean that you don't have to lie about being ok. You can tell me everything. I may not be your mother but I'm probably more of a mother to you than your boss. I care about you Victoria...you know that right?" Her caring eyes seeped through mine and my face dropped.

"Yes, I know that. And I'm not lying about being ok. Sure I have my moments..but I get over them. I'm stronger than you think Stell, don't you believe me?" I asked, raising an eye brow. She looked down at her steaming coffee, "I love you, Victoria. And I do believe you. But your just a young girl, you've been thrown out of your entire families life when you turned fifteen. I just want to be here for you, ok?" She placed her hand on mine.
I couldn't help but smile, "I love you too Stell. And I love being here."

With that I got up and took her hand, once she got up I pulled her into a hug. "That's my girl, now get to work, customers will be here soon." She patted my back before grabbing her coffee and walking into the back.

I sipped the rest of my coffee when people came in. Setting my mug in the sink I threw on my apron and got to work. Hopefully I'm not as tired today, that coffee already seems to be kicking in.

The clock was already hitting 6 pm. And very few customers came in. As I waited for people to come, I took off my apron and began cleaning tables. This isn't just a cafe, you can eat here too. Like bagels or muffins. But that's basically it. I began thinking about my apartment again...I was over two grand in debt, I was never going to make that kind of money in three weeks. I was only payed six dollars an hour, and I worked about 7 hours a day, five days a week. So I get close to $210 dollars a week. By three weeks I'll only have around $610..not even close!

I bit my lip, what was I supposed to do? The door opened and that familiar ding appeared. I looked up from the table I was cleaning and almost choked. It was the same man I spilt coffee on...the same man I couldn't stop thinking about.

He looked around until his eyes landed on me. A smirk almost spread his handsome face but faded as quickly as it came. "Hello, can I help you?" I asked straightening myself up.
"Yes actually. I would like a coffee." He said. I nodded as I walked over to and behind the counter. "Without it all over my suit this time." Suddenly my face felt hot. "I'm extremely sorry about that..." I looked up at him.

"My name is Tyler. But please, call me Mr. Stone."

"Yes, Mr. Stone...I'm sorry about that yesterday. I just wasn't thinking and I guess-"

"No it's fine. I was heading home from work anyway." He said, a small smirk appeared. "Oh." I blushed. I handed him his coffee. He gave me the money and nodded, turning around.

"I'll see you again sometime, hey?" He said. Before I could answer he walked out leaving me there dumb founded.
Ok...that was weird. I finished cleaning up, and after I said goodbye to Stella I headed home. It was dark, and cold. Three blocks isn't so bad right? I mean what's the worst that could happen? I crossed my arms, listening to the soft chatter of my teeth as they clicked. It was colder, and it was just starting to get nice out last week. Humph.

A car pulled up beside me and stopped. I froze when suddenly a voice called out. "You need a ride?"
I instantly recognized that deep voice. I looked over at Mr. Stone, shivering. "Yes, please." I smiled while walking over to the passenger side. I got in and buckled up. "Where to." He asked.

After telling him my address, he dropped me off. "Thank you." I smiled getting out and shutting the door. He rolled down the window, "Your welcome..." I think he was asking for me name. All I did was smile, turn around and walked up to my house. After getting inside I threw off my shoes.
Noticing that it was eight O-clock, I got ready for bed.

Hoping I slept through the night this time.

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Your welcome you guys for a long chapter :) It took me since yesterday afternoon to finish. So hope you enjoyed!