lemonade

Jacqueline's POV

This week was not going well for me. Everything is just happening all at once. My stress levels are skyrocketing. I'm more pissy than usual...

I needed a break. Desperately.

Looking out of the Starbucks window, I shamelessly eyed the two hot boys across the road talking to each other. One had (obviously dyed) blonde hair with tan skin and a narrow muscular body to match. I noticed he had Black Timberlands. The other beautiful specimen had curly brown hair, tan skin as well and he had muscles in all the right places. His t-shirt hugged his body perfectly and you could see his abs and v-lines.

Can I get some water, please?

They started laughing, throwing their heads back and headed towards the café. Abort mission! (Though they do look good as they walk.)

Someone beside me cleared their throat quite loudly. Who the hell is interrupting my thirsty thoughts? I looked up to a freakishly tall, and intimidatingly pretty girl.

"That's my seat." She barked snarkily. Okay, I do not want to get on her bad side.

"Is your name on it?" Oh, but I just had to!

"Excuse me-"

off

she shifted her position and noticeably clenched her fist. "Who the hell do you think you are?

I was just

Frappaccino, I now had the gooey, deliciousness that was a wasted Starbucks drink covered on my white off-shoulder sweater and my beautiful hair. I just sat

in that direction. It was those two hot boys.

I found myself running to the ladies' room. Why, I don't know. I looked into the mirror and took in my puffy eyes

thought that boys were a distraction. That, however, didn't stop me from appreciating the male species. During high school, I'd see girls happy with their boyfriends. Seemingly complete with a

door. Who knocks to enter the ladies' room.

for laughing at you. We didn't mean to hurt you.

My voice sounded strained. The boys came in in all their glory

we were that bad." Curly spoke. I

Oh yes, you did. "It was because I uh...washed my face...and I can't breathe in water." I blurted

"You're a very bad liar,

great liar," No, I'm not. "I'm just flustered by your hotness." My eyes widened as they

up. Just stick to being pretty, or else, you'll end up embarrassing yourself

are you to tell