I woke up in Casies room alone, she must have woken up already and gone downstairs. It was Saturday and every saturday Casie and I would go to Starbucks to get coffee and pastries. So i got up and went into her bathroom to take a quick shower. Once i got out i went into casies closet, because im here so often i actually have clothes here. I grabbed my aztec high wasted shorts with a white crop top and a long tanish colored cardigan, then i put on my black toms. I looked in the mirror and smilied cause i was proud of my outfit. I straightened my hair like i always do and put on my usual light makeup which consists of just powder and mascara.
I ran downstairs and saw casie sitting on a stool at the island in the kitchen drinking orange juice. "Morning sleepy head, you slept late." She said once she saw me. I looked at the clock then back at her with a bored face "...its 7:30...that is in no way shape of form...late..." She playfully rolled her eyes. "Well are you ready to go to Starbucks, cause im hungry..."
"Yeah hold on let me just quick grab my phone and my purse" I ran back upstairs and grabbed my phone and my white purse. But when i picked up my purse a ticket fell out. I looked at the ticket on the floor and it was the ticket people needed to buy for the kissing booth. I picked it up and turned it over. It had a phone number on it and it said 'Harry x :)'. How the hell did this get in my purse. Maybe he snuck it in when he ran back over to say goodbye. Sneaky boy.
I walked back downstairs with the ticket still in my hand. I walked over to casie, "Ya ready?"i asked, "Ive been ready, ive been waiting on you." she answered. I saw her look at the little pink piece of paper in my hand. "Whats that?" she asked. "Its um...just a ticket, from the kissing booth yesterday." she smirked at me and said "Why is there a number on it and a name?" I tried to act like i didnt know, "Oh really HA i didnt see that." She gave me a 'your an idiot for thinking im an idiot' look. "Who is he?" she asked putting her hands on her hips. "Ill tell you everything in the car, can we just go cause im starving and tired and can really use a frappacino." I whined. "FINE but. you. better. tell. me. EVERYTHING." She stepped closer with every word. I smiled, turned around and rolled my eyes. "I saw that Sarah" she laughed. "Saw what?" i acted innocent. "You know" She squinted at me.
We got in her Jeep and started driving to Starbucks which was only 10 minutes away. The second we got in the car she started asking me about this misterious boy. "Who is he? What happened? Tell me, tell me!" she was jumping up and down in her seat but still her eyes only on the road. "Well he was the last boy on the line, and since there was no one behind him waiting, he started talking to me. Then in the middle of my sentence he kissed me and it ended up turning into...a makeout..session.." i tried to fade out my sentence. "Oh im sorry Sarah what was that? I couldnt hear you, can you repeat that?" She said putting her hand to her ear and leaning closer, trying to tease me. "It ended up turning into a makeout session! There you happy!" "Yes i am" She smiled happy with herself. "So are you gonna text him?" she asked. "No way, that would be weird, i dont even know him." "Sooo you can get to know him! Do you like him?" "Well i mean he was really cute and i guess i do, but im never going to see him again so whats the point." "This is your chance Sarah! Do it! The worst he can say is 'no' which i doubt will happen cause hes the one that gave you his number which outright says 'hey i like you heres my number text me'."
I knew she was right but i felt weird texting him. "Ill text him later. Maybe. Probably not." She glared at me. " you will text that boy, i will make sure of it."
We arrived at Starbucks finally after that what felt like a forever car ride because casie made me confess everything. We sat down at our usual table and ordered our usual orders. Then all the sudden i looked up and in walks a curly haired boy. My eyes widened cause that wasnt just any curly cue, that was THE curly cue. Harry.