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“Sugar” by Maroon 5 continued to play in my ear, and I
softy hummed along to the song.
When a blast of cool air hit the back of my legs, I turned
around to see a group of loud boys walking into the coffee
shop. I instantly recognized a few of them from my classes.
The Bennett Twins were part of the group. The boys kept
the door opened, standing right at the entrance. Half of the
group were wearing the required Berkshire uniform –
pants, shirt, tie and blazer. The other half were in their gym
clothes or football uniforms.
Jocks. Ugh.
Rich. Loud. Foul-mouthed. Annoying. A bit too wild.
Everything I stayed away from, and everything I despised.
Whatever.
Ignorance was bliss. I turned back around and focused
on my playlist instead, my foot tapping impatiently on the
floor. The barista was taking forever, and I desperately
needed my sugar. I could feel the group of boys coming
closer to me, and I half-listened to them order their own
drinks. In my peripheral, I could see them pushing each
other around, bumping shoulders, and shaking with
laughter. Their teasing rung louder than the music blasting
in my ears.
“Here you go!” I lifted my head up when the voice called
out in a singsong tone. Finally! My mouth watered as the
young lady handed me the iced latte, and I almost drooled
at the sight of extra whip cream. Heaven.
“Thank you.” I cleared my throat and sent her a grateful
smile. God bless your soul, woman.
I swiveled around while simultaneously putting the
straw into my mouth. But I never got the chance to take the
first sip of my heavenly goodness. Nope. My happiness only
lasted for two seconds flat.
Before I knew what was happening, a rock-hard wall
bumped into me. I heard someone swear under his breath.
It happened fast, too quickly for me to catch on until it was