I was working at the coffee shop when he walked in. Brown hair, tan skin, green eyes, and tall. He was wearing a black hoodie and grey sweatpants. He walked up to the front where I was.
"how about a banana muffin," he said while I just stared.
"yeah uh just a second uh that will be $3.50"
I said blushing. I gave him his muffin and his hand barely brushed mine.
"I'm sorry,"
I said, looking up into his green eyes
"Johnny," he said.
"Leah," I said smiling at him.
"sign here," I said handing him a pen and the receipt.
"cya Leah," he said walking out.
I looked down on the receipt and under his signature, he put his phone number. I smiled to myself.
I put his number in my phone.
"what to say though," I asked myself.
"I noticed your number on the receipt." I sent it.
Immediately he read it and responded
"yep that's me, " he said making me smile.
"We should hang out sometime," he said
"sure!" I responded.
I texted him about two days later
"do you skate?"
"Yeah, you?" he responded
"Yeah I do, wanna skate tomorrow?" I asked hopefully
"It's a date," he said which made me smile.
I met him at the skate park the next day.
"Hey, Johnny!" I said waving to him.
"Hey Leah," he said with a smile.
he was carrying his board which was just plain with checkers.
"wanna skate," he asked.
"well that's what we came here to do," I said laughing.
We skated for a few hours until it was dark.
"I should get home," I said as he looked over at me.
"Want me to drive you home?" he asked.
"oh no, I wouldn't make you do that my house is far from here,"
I said hoping he would let me walk.
"cmon I'll just take you"
I sighed. There was no way I was getting out of this.
"fine," I said getting in his car.
We drove around a lot and I made him drop me off at a random house.
"This is my stop," I said, lying.
"We should do this again sometime," he said.
"We should!" I agreed.
"do you go to Riverdale high school?" I asked,
"yeah just started there." He said
"well, I do too. I'll see you on Monday, bye Johnny."
He waited for me to go inside but I walked to the back and pretended to go in. As soon as I saw his car leave I went the opposite way and went to the shelter to sleep. I didn't have a home. I lived on the streets. My mom kicked me out when I was 13. I've been living alone for 3 years.