Chapter 2
Alyssa’s POV
I entered the ice cream parlour, hearing the familiar sound of the bell above the door and basking in the cold wave. I walked up to the front and luckily for me there was no one on the queue and I could peacefully get my ice cream and leave.
“Hey Lucy, can I get my usual on a cone and two large tubs of cookie dough?” I was a regular at the parlour so this was not unusual.
“Cookie dough? I’m guessing break-up, Johnny’s not with you and you only get cookie dough when you’re really unhappy.” Looking at my face for assurance she continued, “Oh sweetie I’m so sorry, how’s about I give you an extra medium tub for free, eh?”
Smiling at the thought of extra ice cream, I nodded eagerly like a kid being offered a large lollipop. “I knew that would lift your spirits. Be right back” said Lucy, walking away to get my order.
Returning with my order, Lucy handed me a plastic bag and triple scoop cone of pistachio, chocolate and caramel. Paying her I turned around and bumped into someone dropping my cone.
Staring horrified at the cone and ice cream spread all over the ground I hear a voice, obviously male, sounding panicked and stumbling over his words “Oh my god, I’m so sorry, I was too close and I wasn’t looking, I didn’t realize, I’ll buy you a new one, oh my god, I’m so so sorry”.
Looking up to see the face of the monstrous ice cream killer, I calmly said “Shut up. Lucy knows my order, get me a new one, I’m sitting over there”, pointing to a booth to the side.
I slide into the booth and wait for my cone, putting my head in my hands. ‘My day can’t get any worse’ I think.As the boy slides into the seat in front of me I look up and take my cone from his hands, acknowledging that he got the same thing. I realise then that I recognise him, “Do I know you?”
“I don’t know, do you?” he replies.
Thinking hard I remember where I recognise him from. “I remember now, we go to the same school, we’re in AP Biology together. I think we were desk partners once, freshman year. Erm, Jake, I think it is, yeah, Peterson, Jake Peterson, that’s it!”
“Yep, that’s me. So what’s with all the cookie dough ice cream?”
“What’s with all the pistachio? Don’t think I didn’t see that” I replied as I pointedly stared at his plastic bag.
“I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”
“Fine. 1 word: breakup”
“Rejection”
I looked up midway through my bite, unbelieving that we were probably going through the same thing and trying to use the same remedy for heartbreak.
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Hell of A Choice: Book 1 of the 'Hell of A' Series
Teen FictionAlyssa Reid just got dumped. Jake Peterson just got rejected. What better way to mend their hearts by connecting over summer. Faye Kelis realises what a big mistake she made by rejecting Jake, she will beg, plead and do whatever it takes to get him...
