*Beep Beep Beep Beep*
I woke to the sound of my alarm clock. I quickly hit it and turned it off. Mornings are something I hate but, I know I had to get up to go to work. I'm a barista at starbucks I went there all the time because I'm a die hard Starbucks addict. Since I went there a lot I figured why not just work there.
Rolling out of bed I headed to the bathroom. I pulled off my undergarments, pajama shorts, and tank top and hopped in the shower. Scrubbing myself clean and humming to Ooh Lala by Brittney Spears. Wrapping myself in a towel I walked into my closet. I pulled out a white long sleeve and and black slacks. Since it was a nice day I decided to walk to work. After 15 minutes of walking I was finally there. After signing in I put on my apron. My co-worker Blake said bye since I was there and his shift was over. I went up to the counter and was greeted by a customer. "Hello" I spoke nicely. "Hi can I have a french qvanilla ice coffee?" he asked. "Yes can you go over to the next couner to wait for your drink." I went over and made his drink and handed it to him. He took the drink and said a quick thanks and left. Back to the other counter and took the next order, this was going to be a long day.
(A/N: New story hope you enjoy it. My first one and yes it's HORRIBLE pretty much the point. The boys are coming soon)