I grin, "Rollerskating and singing. I like it! I do horseback riding. And- uhm." I look down. Should I tell her? I don't know my brother said it was my choice who I tell. No. I won't go into much detail unless she asks what I was going to say. "I do show jumping. I actually have a show this weekend. I'm going up against some tough people. ut me and my mare will do fine. She's a fiesty competider." I smile at her, taking another sip of my drink. I realize I'm hungry so I put up one finger in a "Brb" motion and order a muffin. Once I get it I walk back over and sit down. "Sorry I realised I was hungry." I say chuckling. I take a bite of my muffin and light up even more then I had. This is a damn good muffin. I glance back up at her, waiting for a response or question.

My brows raise slightly as she tells me about what she likes to do. I was a bit surprised to hear horseback riding but don't say much. Then she pauses, cutting her sentence off short. I wonder what she was going to tell me, she looked like she wanted to tell me but didn't decide too as she continued on about horseback riding. I listen to her talk about the competition she had coming up, "That sounds like fun, I hope you win" I tell her, flashing a small smile. Then watch as she puts up a finger then walks off to the counter. I ponder for a moment thinking about what she was going to say earlier. As soon as she returned I gave her another small smile, seeing her lite up as she ate the muffin "So... What was the and, you were going to say earlier?" I ask her a bit hesitantly as I'm not sure if she would tell me or not.

"So... What was the and, you were going to say earlier?" She asks me when I come back. I take a deep breath, not like I'm going to hide it now. "I model. My rother and I are now modeling togather and I'm on a few magazines. Didn't want to draw attention to it." I tell her. Taking in another scent of her cinnamony smell. I could smell that all the time I catch myself thinking. I cut the thought before it could really bind into my mind. "Anyway, are you dating anyone?" I ask her. If she says yes I'm going to have to ask them if she always smells like cinnamon. Because if yes, I'm going to steal her. Not really though. Wouldn't want to ruin her happiness.

I notice the deep breathe she takes, sort of regretting asking her it but when she begins to talk that feeling of regreat settles. "I model. My brother and I are now modeling together and I'm on a few magazines." Hearing that I sort of trailed off in thought, she really did have the body to be a model. From her bright eyes, rosey colored lips, her beautiful hair, and the curve of her hips... I snapped out of thought sendly hearing her next question, I blink in confusion as what I was just thinking settled in. -Lord, what am I doing- I scold myself, a faint blush rising up at my thoughts. After a sceond of composing myself again, I answer her question. "Uh... yeah, Tyler... Tyler Henderson" I tell her, a twist of sadness coming into my tone. Thinking about Tyler only made me upset, even though he was my boyfriend I just didn't like to think about him much but that's normal... At least that's what I thought.

"Uh... yeah, Tyler... Tyler Henderson" She satys sadly. A flood of guilt washes over me as she stares down into her drink sadly. Wait. Tyler. As in the person who i've seen kissing Stacy multiple times... I look at her. "Your boyfriends cheating on you... I saw him kissing Stacy multiple times. I-I thought they were dating... That's why I said nothing..." I tell her sadly. I look down at my drink, eye's focused on the swirling drink. I hope she believes me. A lot of people never do...

I look back up at the girl, she seemed to have something on her mind after I mentioned Tyler. Then words I never wanted to hear came out her mouth. "Your boyfriends cheating on you... I saw him kissing Stacy multiple times." That's all I heard before I zoned out, her sweet voice fading away as I get lost in thought. I had no clue what to believe, I would have like to thought that Tyler would never cheat on me but the blonde girl really did hang around him every single day. Mixed emotions soon start to flood turning from confusion to sadness to anger and kept switching until eventually I got overwhelmed. "Your lying... He would never" I snap out suddenly after a long silence, sztanding up I grab my phone and coffee. "Nice chat, I gotta go" I muttered coldly to her before rushing out of the cafe.

I wait for her to respond, still staring at my drink. I don't want her to get hurt anymore... "Your lying... He would never" She snaps at me before standing up, grabbing her coffee and muttering, "Nice chat, I gotta go" coldly before leaving. I don't try to stop her. FIne then. Hurt yourself. I sigh, standing up and walking outside, coffee in hand. Head down as I walk back to my house. I look up to see another car... my dads car. I huff out a sigh and walk inside. "Lis!" He says, before walking up to me and hugging me. "Get. Off. Of. Me." I say, voice icy, glaring at him. He steps back suprised, even my grandma and brother look up. I don't snap easily. But all of the "Your lyings." and "No one trusts you." It's to fvcking much for me. "DON'T talk to me." I snap at him before walking upstairs and sitting down on my bed. I throw it aside. Hearing it bang on the floor. I don't cry I don't even go down for dinner, when my grandma calls me. I just... stay... exist. Sitting there. Staring at the wall. I'm not going to school tomorrow... I can't face anyone like this.

I go home in a huff, anger settling as my last emotion. I storm inside my house, slamming the door shut "OLIVER MILLIE JOHNSON, DO NOT SLAM DOORS IN THIS HOUSE" My father scolded me from the other room but I didn't care. I go up the stairs into my room, shutting the door behind me. Setting my coffee down on the table and laying on my bed a new set of questions come flooding into my head -No, she's wrong. She doesn't know what she's talking about- I think in my flood of emotions. After a moment I go on my phone scrolling through social media trying to find evidence of anything that says he would be dating her but in the end nothing. I set my phone down letting out a long sigh deciding it would be best to go to sleep but I just couldn't

I wake up the next morning, sitting up blearily. When did I fall asleep? I must've passed out... I sigh, crawling out of bed and grabbing my phone. I crawl back over to my bed and lay back down. I turn on and unlock my phone. Opening social media and typing into the search bar: Tylerisawesome. The result pops up and I find it. After a little more scrolling I find out he has 2 accounts. Maybe that's why she didn't believe me? My brain freezes and so does my body. No, you idiot! Get her out of you damn mind! She hates you! I grimace at the wall, rolling over in bed, I'm not going to school... I can't today... I think falling back into an uncomfortable, dreamless sleep, again.

(Sorry for nto responding quick, I'm trying to make mac and cheese lol)

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I snap out of my endless thoughts as my alarm goes off to get up. I look at the time -6am... When did it get so early...- I let out a small groan, rolling out of bed and heading, getting changed into another pair of sweats and a crop top before heading out of the house with my backpack. I wait at my bus stop, my eyes looked dazed and I am completey zoned out throughout the day. Somehow I get from the bus stop to school, then from clasx to class. The next thing I know is I'm staring directly at Tyler as he pushed Stacy up against a locker, both passionately making out with one another. Through my dazed state, tears flood down my face as I rush off to the nearest bathroom. I lock myself in a stall, sobbing for a bit until I pull out my phone. I go to my messages and click on the person I'm searching for "Coffee Addict". I text her through my hands shaking from anger and sadness "Im sorry" Was the only thing I sent before going back to sobbing silently