I Promise, I'm Not a Stalker.

I'm Promise, I'm Not a Stalker.

She nodded and picked up a piece of paper from the counter. "Put it in your backpack."

I snatched the ticket from her and jogged over to my backpack that was set nicely next to the front door.

"Am I dropping you off after you get home from work?" She asked.

 "Yep, I already put all my things in the car."

I grabbed my backpack and ran upstairs again, I shoved in my laptop, I could edit on the plane, I grabbed my camera and put it in its case and put it in with my laptop. I grabbed some homework I would need to complete and put it in there too. I put on the backpack and rushed down the stairs again. I took my iPhone and shoved it in the back pocket of my white skinny jeans. I grabbed my pink Penny Board that was leaning against the couch and rushed out the front door; I ran and jumped on it gliding down the street.

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The bells from the front door jingled indicating a customer; I looked up from my Mac which I had gotten out since no customers were in at the moment. I removed my headphones and paused the video I was editing.

When I come out from the back (Where we keep all the supplies like coffee beans, sugar, etc.) Danielle, my co-worker, is already taking the orders of a group of 3 girls; one of them has on a Danisnotonfire shirt. One of my favorite YouTubers ever, along with Phil.

"Double Chocolate Mocha, White Chocolate Mocha, and a House Blend."  Danielle yelled snapping me from my trance.

"Got it!" I yelled, the girls were staring at me with wide eyes. I saw one try to discreetly take a picture; I laughed to myself and finished their drinks.

"Double Chocolate, White, and House." I smiled setting down their drinks.

"Are you BayleeNeedsToStop?" The one in the Dan shirt asked.

I nodded.

"Can we get a picture?" the brown haired girl on her right asked.

"Of course."

We take the pictures, some with stupid faces I might regret and some normal ones. I took some on my phone so I could tweet them later and then we started talking, by now we were sitting down and I had made myself a drink, nobody was in the shop but us and Danielle and my laptop lay forgotten on the counter in the back room. One of the girls, named Sierra apparently, was recording after asking me if it was okay, naturally I said yes.

"Have you met Dan and Phil?" Jessie, the one in the Dan shirt blurted.

"Jessie!" Sam scolded her. I laughed and flicked my hair out of my face.

"No, I really want to though, maybe I'll meet them at Playlist and we can do a video together or something."  I took a drink, "And maybe if I'm lucky I'll get to touch Phil's butt." Sam choked on her drink and I laughed exposing my dimple, I played with my lip piercing, a Monroe, just a gold stud with a diamond in the middle of it.

"Oh my god." Jessie laughed.

"What? It's quality booty." I giggled.

There was a honk from outside and the girls sighed.

"That's my mom." Sierra mumbled pushing out her chair from under her.

"Oh," I frowned, "What are your twitters and tumblr's, I'll follow you." I smiled and grabbed the napkin from the table and the sharpie which I always carried in my back pocket. They all wrote them down and I gave them big hugs and they scurried off talking excitedly.

"Aren't you popular?" Danielle laughed stacking some cups.

"I'm kind of a big deal Dani." I waltzed passed her and back to my laptop and began to edit again.