I could feel the golden sun on my back, heating through my thin T-shirt. It was the middle of summer, and in California it meant heat, and a lot of it. Of course, it also meant a lot of Hot boys with there t-shirts off, but that was another story. "Jay? Are you daydreaming again?" my best friend, Aimee Smirked at me. Its a well known fact that I like to day dream, about everything and Anything. I could stay locked up in my large, open room for my hours? With no TV, or My Phone to keep me occupied. I could dream for hours and hours, just letting the clouds flow past. "Jayde? Your doing it again." she said, shoving me softly. "Sorry, I've got a lot on my mind." "Like Dante for example?" She grinned. Dante was my Crush. He is 6"1, has major abs, a Really nice facial structure, single, and to top it all off, A really nice guy. "Of course not" I blushed, and I could sense She knew I was lying. I'm very easy to read, everyone tells me. I hate that, and the fact that I tend to blush uncontrollably. "So where is this awesome little Smoothie and Milkshake bar? I need my Strawberry Milkshake!" Aimee almost shouted, so that people started to stare. Aimee is the Kind of person that doesn't care what other people think. And why should she? She is 5"7, and incredibly slender. She has plenty of muscle, and She has long blonde hair, which is way past her shoulders. Whereas me, I'm not anything special. I am half-cast, as my Dad is Jamaican. My mom met him in Jamaica, when she was doing some research when she wad training to be a surgeon. Since then they have got married, and my Mom Is one of the most talented surgeons in California. Dad is an aspiring Director, who has filmed a couple of commercials. Coming back to me, I have curly, long Black hair which Is kind of Like Beyoncé had in the Crazy In Love Music Video. I have long legs, and a flat stomach. My nose is pierced, and also my belly button. I am around 5"8. "You can get your Milkshake now, the shop is just around the corner." "I wonder what you'll be having, Jay?" she said Sarcastically, as she knew I always had the same. "A Grape and Strawberry Smoothie with a hint of Papaya!" we almost shouted, giggling after, at the top of our voices. We entered the small café and In all the Excitement of having a Cooling drink, I walked straight into a tall, dark and Muscly figure, Also known as Dante Marks *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Lol, sorry if it's to long :mrgreen:
"I-I-I'm sorry, Adam." I spluttered. I'd spilt his Smoothie all over his Skate T-shirt, which looked designer. "Hey, No problem, uh, Jayde, Right?" he said, his gorgeous brown eyes looking into mine. "Yeah, Jayde Daniels, We're in the same History group in school." "Oh, Of course." he said. Things grew kind of Awkward after that. "Let me buy you a new Smoothie, it's the least I could do." I smiled, an excuse to talk to him for a little bit longer. "Of course not, I'll buy YOU a new Smoothie. I did get smoothie on your nice outfit." He said, Chatting me up slightly. I glanced down at my outfit, there didn't seem to be any apparent stains, but a few splurges here and there. "Hey, guys! I'll catch you later, I'm gonna get Jayde here a Smoothie!" He shouted to his "Gang" of friends from our high school, Beverly Hills High. "Ok, Loverboy, See you later." his friend, Andrew mocked. "I'll stay with you, Adam. I dropped my Smoothie when I was doing a 360 ollie." Marcus said, clearly trying to Impress Aimee. She looked far from impressed. "A What know?" Aimee asked cluelessly. She had never been into going down to the skate park and watching them practise. "Well..." and With that, Marcus and Aimee went to sit down at a table, and started to talk. "So, What smoothie do you like? My favourite is Strawberry and Grape with Papaya." he grinned. "No way! Mine to!" I exclaimed. I'd never met someone with the same Smoothie taste as me. "Yes, sir?" The Smoothie guy asked. "Two please." he said, quoting our favourite smoothies. We sat at the same table as Aimee and Marcus, and we began a four way conversation. I found out A lot about Adam, about his Family, and such. "So, Aimee, do you wanna go and see a movie on Friday?" Marcus asked. I've never seen Aimee go so Red. She grinned and said: "Well... I'll have to check my mental diary.... Sure!" She gave him her number and Vice Versa. "You coming Marcs? We better meet up with the guys." Adam said, and Looked at me. "So- um- Jayde, Can I have your number?" "Sure" I said, trying to sound Cool, when inside I was dying to scream and shout, Yes! When I'd given it to him, he gave me a friendly, close to amorous hug, and walked out of the Shop, jumped on his skate board, and disappeared up the street. I turned to Aimee, and she was already ready for it. We did our handshake, the same one we'd had for the past 6 years. It consists of various slaps and hugs. The customers in the shop must of thought we were completely crazy, but we didn't care. "Wait... Adam didn't exactly Ask you out on a date though, did he?" Aimee suddenly asked, panting after our exhausting handshake. "No, but I'm sure as hell gonna get one". I declared. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*