Chapter 11

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Jennie

I tapped the touch screen twice then looked at the mid-aged woman, "Will that be all for you, ma'am?"

She nodded; her hooped earrings followed. Mentally sighing, I jabbed Daniel's side with the tip of my shoe. It's been a slow day, and the poor boy was literally dozing off behind the counter. When I jabbed him, he yelped a bit then fell over stumbling.

My co-worker than raised to his feet slowly and looked at the screen, glaring at me in the process.

"Meanie..."

I returned the lady's credit card to her, "Not my fault you were sleeping on the job."

"A simple hey would've sufficed," he removed the empty blender from the machine.

"Now where's the fun in that?" I smiled at him, ripping the receipt before asking the lady to wait to the side.

I pulled my phone out, simply scrolling through my feed as the blender making the frappe became background noise.

Just as Daniel set the drink down for the lady, the door opened again. I slid my phone into my apron pocket, ready to greet the customer. But I recognized that blonde hair anywhere...

"Lisa? What are you doing here?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

It's been three days since we started dating and if I'm being honest, three days since we spoke. She had to go somewhere with the soccer team for a game in the neighboring town. I locked myself in my dorm doing homework and trying to catch up.

I had no idea she was returning today, either.

I didn't miss the look the lady threw at her as she walked by with that warm smile of hers.

"We haven't seen each other for 3 days and that's how you greet your girlfriend?" She leaned over the counter. "I was expecting something closer to maybe a kiss."

I blushed instantly at her comment. It was only three days, but I completely forgot how weird she made me feel whenever I see her.

"Did you miss me, though?" Lisa asked.

Did I miss her? Well, a little bit since I'm so used to being alone. But now suddenly I have a girlfriend...

So sudden that it's almost unreal.

"Maybe a l-little," I shuttered.

A soft blush embraced her cheeks, "I forgot how cute your shutters were."

Wha-?

"If you guys kiss, I'm gonna yell censor," Daniel's voice suddenly snapped me out of the trance Lisa put me in. Damn... she has so much control over me it's frightening.

"Why are you here though, Lisa?" I asked, backing away a bit.

She stood up, "To see you and have another one of those killer peppermint mochas."

I turned to Daniel, but Lisa cut me off before I could tell my co-worker to begin, "Made by you."

"I taught him," I punched in her order. "So, in a way it's like I made it."

"Key word: like," Lisa leaned down again, her eyes looking directly into my eyes. "But still not Jennie which is unacceptable."

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Daniel agreed to man the cashiers while I sat down with Lisa for a few minutes. Lisa was doing some kind of math homework when I came to, setting the cup by her hand. She looked up, smiled and thanked me as I sat down with my own hot chocolate.

"I sure do miss this," she took a sip of the cup. "And you."

I blushed, "How was the game?"

"Nice and easy, barely challenging," my girlfriend sighed but I didn't miss the soft wince as she shifted her leg.

I raised an eyebrow, "Are you okay?"

"Huh? Fine."

"Did you get hurt?" I asked.

"I'm fine," she chuckled. "Really."

I didn't believe her. I don't believe people easily; even if Lisa is my girlfriend. I suddenly kicked out, quite gently, with both my feet directly into her ankles.

"Ow! Jennie!" Lisa dropped her pencil. "Why did you do that?"

I knew it, "Your left ankle is broken."

"I told you it's fine."

"But Lisa"

"I don't need your help so stop offering it," Lisa suddenly snapped, making me flinch.

I blinked back the hurt but didn't say anything. I shut my mouth, completely confused at the way she acted.

It hurt more when she shut his book, stuff them in her backpack and stood up, "I'll call you later."

Then she left without saying anything, walking with a little limp.

What the hell was that about?

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