Pink Lemonade Love - (gxg)

Today I was the only cafe worker who had no life outside work so I was pretty much available all the time.

I was spending the first-hour cleaning, organizing, and replacing the entire cafe shop.

Then in the second hour, I was reading a book, this is my 10th time reading it. I couldn't get enough of it.

In the third hour I was already done with it, 11 times I had read the same book. Just to impress her.

Yes, I was reading a book just because I've seen my crush walking around with it.

I'm not much of a book lover and being dyslexic didn't help either. even though I do work at a café shop that has a small library all around the walls.

I sighed and placed the book behind the counter, the customers will be arriving soon.

And I was right because when I had gone back to put the books that had arrived a few minutes ago, the doorbell dinged indicated a customer or customers had arrived.

The cafe was almost full of students and some teachers, I started to take their orders and was quick in making their drinks and giving them their biscuits along with it.

3 hours later the rush had calmed down, there were very few students and teachers here. I saw the same people today, all except one.

Who's name was still unknown to me, I have been here for the past 5 years and I still don't know her name.

She was obviously important as the students would bow to her and the teachers would talk to her as if she was of a higher caliber.

She came here 2 years ago, at that time I didn't know how to act in front of her, she was so breathtakingly beautiful. She made me faint, she and the heat actually.

Today was mild, not too hot, and not too cold. It was perfect, too bad I couldn't enjoy it.

Being the owner's only daughter really sucks sometimes but I like it, I could bake and I could read even though I can't.

I was cleaning the table near the window that had books behind it, I noticed a figure coming from the right with someone.

I only took a glance and didn't see the face of the two, as I kept on cleaning. Once I left the table they walked up to the counter.

I was still not looking up as I was finishing the clean-up until I heard someone clearing their throat. I finally look up and see her.

Today she wore a black pencil skirt with the dark red shirt she wore two days ago and a black leather jacket, I smiled at her. She was beautiful, she always was and will be.

"Hello, are you ready to order?"

"Hi, yes I would like the pink lemonade with the vanilla biscuits and she would like the vanilla milkshake with strawberry cake"

"is that it?" I asked with a smile

She nodded and gave me a tight-lipped smile, God even with that small lip movement she looked so elegant.

"Please take a seat on table 7 and you will be served in a few minutes"

She nodded and sat on table 7 seats with that other woman, she too was beautiful but my crush was way out of our ranks.

While I was preparing the sweets I saw the other woman take my crush's hand and my crush was smiling brightly.

It kind of hurt but I couldn't do anything against it, I didn't even know her name, her age, or why she even moved here.

She probably wouldn't be interested in a home-schooled girl who was kicked out of the academy.

I sighed as I was done preparing their order and went out with the tray of drinks and the sweets, putting it on their table and giving both their things I turn around to leave.

A few minutes later while I was on my phone the door was opened again and the bell dinged, I looked up and smiled.

Alejandro was standing there with my lunch in one hand and a very excited 7-year-old nephew, I would always forget my lunch at the house so he would bring it with him along the way to the school.

Alejandro is a teacher in the academy, my mom and my dad let me live with him as they were traveling and my having medical problems made it hard for them to leave.

Al was a family friend, he is an only child with a kid of his own with both parents and wife dead. My family treats him like any other family member, and our bond is strong.

I see him as an older brother and he sees me as a younger sister, we are very close. He had been there whenever I would have my seizures, panic attacks, and comas.

Now many people would wonder why I would never attempt to attend the academy, it's because I was afraid I would die if I happened to have seizures.

I was too scared to trust anyone, anyways I was happy that Al and my nephew came by. I would watch Connor whenever Al was busy with school work.

"Hello Al and Coni," I said brightly with a huge smile plastered on my face as I walked towards them. Connor ran to me and yelled, "AUNTY BELLE" giving me a hug on the thigh.

But then he hid behind me as he noticed the customers looking at him. Alejandro and I laughed at his behavior.

Conner was a shy 7 years old, smart but shy. I loved having him around, he is such a ball of happiness and sunshine.

Al asked me to take care of Coni because he was going to a meeting with the teachers and the principal.

I agreed only if he could read for me, we shacked hands with that deal and I was left to take care of Coni.

I placed him on the counter table and put lemonade tea with his vanilla cake and a kid-friendly book.

I was still cleaning and now and then looked at table 7, my crush at the moment was reading a book. Actually the same book I have been trying to read 11 times. I will be getting the audio version soon.

Once the cleaning was done I put my elbows on the counter and just watched Coni read his book out loud, he knows that I struggle with words so he just reads out to me.

It's a perfect way for him to learn how to read and for me to understand the book without reading it.

The lady and my crush had left together hand in hand a while after, I sighed and Coni looked at me with sympathy, yes a 7-year-old knows about my uneventful love life.

"Aunty Belle, you will have to speak to her at one point, no?"

"Yeah but I'm too much of a chicken to actually talk to her outside work"

"It's been 2 years and you still don't know her name. I already found out about it a month ago"

"Coni, baby, honey, a sweetie pie with a cherry on top, could you tell me her name??" I asked in a begging tone.

"No," he said after he thought about it, I groaned and let my head on my arms as I kept my head low on the counter.

"Aunty Belle, you need to woman up and her name will sound more beautiful if it comes from her"

I looked at him and asked "How do you know that?" he is talking as if he has experience.

He took a sip from the lemonade tea and said "As a 7-year-old you experience a lot of tragical love stories" taking another sip he added "These young ladies nowadays are breaking hearts left and right"

Making my own lemonade tea and drinking from it we both sighed and said at the same time "It's a struggle falling in love".