I was inspired by a song called pretty crushed by Michael Carreon. I like his songs.
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Nearly every day, a beautiful brunette comes into the café I work at with her blonde friend. I never spoken to either one of them, but something about the brunette with the brown eyes draws me in. Almost like a moth to a light. I have this insane crush on her that I can't explain. I don't even know her name and that's the crazy part. She only ever gets called honey by her blonde friend. Well that's all I ever hear her get called.
I see her walk it, her beautiful brown locks bounce with each step that she takes. I hear her laugh at something her friend said, and the butterflies make an uproar in my stomach. What is she doing to me? Why can't I find the courage to talk to her?
I've worked here for almost a year that I have been in college. I needed some money while I'm in college.
I should just say hi, wave, do something. Come on, Lucas, anything. I can't keep stealing glances at her. I'm pretty sure it looks creepy, but she is just so beautiful.
"Yo, Luke!" I hear my best friend, Zay, shout that snaps me back to reality.
"Hey. It's nice of you to finally grace us with your presence. You're late."
"Well you see, I had a late night last night. I met this girl-" I zone out while Zay is telling me about his night. My attention is solely on the brown eyed girl. "Hey man, it isn't nice to ignore someone." Zay snaps at me.
"Sorry," I say with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. "Just get to work." I turn my back to Zay and starts wiping down the counters.
I go around Topanga's wiping down the tables. I get closer and closer to where the two girls are sitting. I know I shouldn't, but my curiosity gets the best of me. I listen in on the brunette and blonde's conversation.
"So, you and Charlie?" I hear the blonde say to the brunette. She has a boyfriend? She only ever comes in here with the blonde.
"We are just friends. Nothing more," the brunette says.
Maya scruffs, "I say you give the poor guy a chance." No, no she shouldn't. I need to stop being a pansy and talk to her. Ask her out.
"Maya," so I know the blonde girl's name, "I'm not going to do that. I don't feel anything for him. Plus, there is someone." Of course there is someone. She is gorgeous. I bet she's an amazing person. Anyone that is this beautiful on the outside, has to have a personality that matches.
"Oh yeah the mystery guy. Who is it? You're so secretive about him."
"I don't know much about him." I should have made a move when I had a chance. If I ever did have a chance.
"C'mon Riles, you don't have to lie." Riles? Is that a nickname or is that her real name?
"Can we help you?" The blonde asks. Shit I must have been staring.
"Oh no. I was wondering if y'all were done, so I can clean up?" I think on my toes.
"Y'all? You some cowboy or something?" The blonde teases.
"Maya! Sorry, she kind of has no filter. It's okay I can clean up this mess." Her voice makes my heart flutter.
"Honey, let Huckleberry do his job. Your mom hired him for a reason."
"M-m-mom?" I stutter out.
"Yeah. Topanga is this little plant's mom," Maya says pointing to the brunette. I don't say anything. How did I not know this? The owner of the café I work at is the beautiful brunette's mom.
"Well, we better get going Peaches. I'll get this," she gestures to the cups on the table. Before she can grab them, I reach down and pick the cups up. Our hands brush against each other, and I can see a hint of red rush to her cheeks. She's blushing. I made her blush, maybe she is just embarrassed. "Thank you," she pauses and looks at my name tag, "Lucas."
"You're welcome." She smiles at me and her and the blonde walk out the door.
I watch her walk about the door and I'm memorized by her movement. "It's impolite to stare." Zay says from behind me, "so, stop staring at the boss's daughter."
"What?"
"You're staring at the boss's daughter."
"You knew what was her daughter?" He nodded, "How? I just found out. Like literally right now."
Zay starts laughing, "You know for someone who wants to be a doctor, you're pretty stupid." He continues to laugh, "do you not notice the pictures of her hanging around behind the counters?" I look towards the counter and I'm greeted by a picture of a beautiful smile that belongs to the beautiful brunette. "That's the girl isn't it? The one you're always talking about." I don't say anything.
"Do you know her name?" I ask a little hesitantly.
He looks at me a little shocked, "You don't know her name?" I shake my head no. "How do you have a crush on someone that you don't even know her name?" I shrugged my shoulders.
I don't know what it is about the brunette hair girl, but she is something extraordinary. I see the little things that she does why she's here in the café. She goes out of her way to help anyone around her that needs any help. I don't know her, but I feel like I do. I just want to have the opportunity to get to know her.
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Two weeks go past, and she comes in some days alone and some days with Maya. Yet, I still don't know her name. We'd still steal glances at each other every day that is comes in. I wish I would have said something. Anything. A simple wave would have sufficed, but no I couldn't even do that.
I see her walk in by herself. She walks to a booth in the back and sits down. She pulls out a book from her purse and I can see her already getting lost in the book. I must have been distracted staring at her because before I know it I see a sea of blonde hair block my view of the brown eyed girl. I see Maya place two smoothies down on the table and takes a seat across from her.
"Go talk to her." Zay says nudging me.
"I'll just make a fool out of myself. You know I'm not good at this whole flirting talking to girls thing."
I hear him laugh, "Yeah, I know!" I hear sarcasm in his voice. "I remember you alway putting your foot in your mouth." I roll my eyes and he continues to laugh. "I still think you should go talk to her." I shrug my shoulders, "Man, grow a pair and just-" I get distracted by the two girls snickering. I hear the brunette's giggle and I can't help but smile. "There you go ignoring me again. Rude."
"Yeah yeah yeah. Sorry."
"Go talk to her." I see him look over my shoulder.
I glare at him, "I'm not going to talk to-"
He cuts me off, "Lucas."
"And you talk about me being rude." I scruff. "You just-"
"Turn around man and shut up."
I turn my body and I see the brunette walking towards me. Is she walking towards me? Oh god there goes my heart. It's racing. I see Zay walk away. Great. I need to calm down.
"Hey." Her voice is soft and sweet.
"H-h-hi." I mumble out.
"Hey." She laughs a little, "I normally don't do this, and by your stuttering I can guess that you don't either." I laugh a little to try to let out some nerves. "I'm normally not so forward and I'll probably start rambling. My friend, Maya, " she gestures to the blonde, "has this ridiculous idea that you might possibly have a thing for me. I mean look at you and look at me. There is no way." Is she serious right now? She is gorgeous. "I usually just brush these type of things off. I'm actually never brave enough to even do this. I'm too scared that I'll look silly." She lets out a little laugh. She is actually really cute when she rambles. "But if I didn't say something I'd probably regret it. So...what I'm trying to ask is if you are busy this Friday?"
"I, uh, I-"
She cuts me off, "This was a stupid idea. I'm sorry. I'll just go-"
"No, no. I'm not busy Friday." I see her eyes light up.
"Would you like to maybe go out on a date with me?"
My eyes go wide and I can't control my mouth, "YES!" She laughs. That was louder than I intended.
"Well, here's my number." She hands me a piece of paper. "I wrote it down just in case things ended good. I was a little hopeful," she laughs. "Just text or call me and we'll make plans."
"Okay." I smile so big it hurts my cheeks.
She turns around to walk away. "Hey wait," she turns back to me. "I should already know it, but what's your name?"
Again she giggles, and I think it's the cutest thing. "It's Riley."
"I love it."