Olivia's POV:
I don't know how I will control myself. Nate is coming into the shop every single day and my feelings are saying their word. I have caught myself staring at him, which is not good. I don't want him to think that I am a stalker or a creep. In my defense, it's not easy to act normal around the boy for who you are thinking every day. Moreover, have you seen him? He looks good. No, perfect. I have to say that he doesn't look proud of that. I don't know why. On the other side, he is just a normal boy who is chilling with his friends and I have to treat him this way. After all, he is not a celebrity. The thing is that I feel nervous to talk with him because I don't know what to say. I feel like I am tongue-tied. This is mostly because I have never liked a boy before, neither talked with one. In my old school, people didn't want to talk with me and I was receiving bad comments about me instead of something nice. I only hope that this year all of this will stop and people will leave me alone.
I woke up and got ready for work. Only two weeks and a half left until school. I am not very excited about this. When I was done, I went for breakfast. My parents go out early, because of their work and the only people who left are James, Emma and me. Which reminds me that these two thieves own me money. Can you believe this? They found where I hide my savings and took two hundred dollars. Do they know how much time it takes me to save them? The thing is that they already spent their savings months ago. When someone gives them money, they spend them all on the same day. I don't know what they do, but they have a lot of junk in their room. I am sure that they don't use most of the things, which they buy. I grabbed some food and sat at the table next to Emma. I looked at her, but I guess that she didn't understand me.
One thing about my siblings is that they don't know how to appreciate what people do for them. This is not the first time when they have stolen money from me. The one who has to pay for that are my parents. They give me all the money, which they have stolen from me. I don't want my parents' money. I want them from my brother and sister. I have changed the hiding places five times, but somehow, they always find them. Maybe I need to buy a safe with a password because I get tired of them.
- Don't you own me something? - I said looking at them
- No. - Emma said
- How about two hundred dollars.
- I don't know what you are talking about.
- Oh, really? Game over. I know that you and James have taken two hundred dollars from me and I want them back.
- We can't do that.
- Because...
- We don't have that much money.
- That's not my problem. I want my money.
- Look, Olivia, stop being a drama queen. You have enough money. Moreover, sharing is caring.
- James, these tricks don't work on me. Do you how much time it takes me to save this money?
- Do you know that we don't care?
- Don't forget that mom and dad still don't know about this. Don't make me tell them.
- And what if you do?
- They will ground you and make you give me my money back.
- Olivia, they won't do anything, because you will keep your mouth shut. - Emma said
- And why should I do that?
- Because otherwise, I will make sure that you get fired.
- For your information, Barry is my friend and he will never fire me.
- Yes, but you know that the customer is always right.
- I hate you.
- I love myself too.
I finished with my breakfast and walked out. How I hate them. Why I can't have normal siblings? They are not that bad, but I don't like when they go into my room. I have never been in their room without one of them know about this. I want to do something, but I don't know what.
Soon I arrived in the milkshake shop and left my things on the counter. I felt eyes on me and looked in the corner to see Nate. What is he doing here so early? Well, I can't stop him. He is a customer and I am happy to take his money. I have to say that from him and his friends we earn the most. I still don't know why they like this place, but I am happy that we have some people here. I wish that they were more, but this is a good start. Maybe I can do something for this place as well. I won't think about this now.
I went into the back room and saw Barry restocking the fridges. I see that he went shopping. Well, these boys are drinking a lot. Me too. I drink around five milkshakes a day. It's not that much, but for me it is. After all, they have sugar in them.
- Do you need help?
- No, I am good. You can go to your place. I feel like your boy will ask for one more drink. - he said chuckling
- Look, Carmen is enough. Please don't start.
- I won't, don't worry. I know that Carmen is probably annoying you.
- No, she isn't.
- She will be happy to hear it.
I didn't say anything else and walked back to my place. I sat down and flinched when I saw Nate in front of me. Usually, I don't get scared easily, but I didn't expect him to be here.
- Sorry, I didn't want to scare you.
- It's fine. Do you want anything?
- Yes. You can do something for me.
- And what is that something?
- I want you to make two milkshakes of your choice and to bring them to my table. I will pay them later when I finish with the drinks for the day.
- Ok, no problem. Give five minutes and I will bring them to you.
I started making the milkshakes, but I was nervous. It's not very nice for people to look at you all the time. Soon he walked away back to his table. I sighed in relief. It's not a big deal, but the fact that he is getting so close to me is making me feel uneasy. I tried to distract myself by focusing on the milkshakes. When I was done, I put them on his table. I was about to walk away, but he grabbed my apron and made me sit down next to him. This is awkward. I didn't say anything. I won't lie that I want to walk away, but I can't. This won't be polite. Moreover, this is all that I have ever wanted. He has noticed me and we even talk. This is more than enough for me.
- I don't bite so you can calm down.
- Can I know what do you want from me? It's visible that it's not only a milkshake.
- That's true. I want to talk with the Milkshake girl and understand some things about her.
- Like what?
- It depends on what do you want to tell me.
- What do you want to know about me?
- For example, where do you study, do you have friends. You know, the basic things.
This is exactly what I don't want to tell him. I don't have friends, because how I said people in school didn't want to talk with me. The thing is that I don't want him to feel sorry about me. Also, I am afraid that if I tell him what people used to call me, he might change his opinion about me. Not like I know what he thinks about me, but how I see up to now I have made a good impression.
- Well, I like to study, but not to go to school. I am trying to have good grades. I love milkshakes, as you probably have noticed. I am not from the people who go out much, but from time to time, I go for a walk. It helps me to think better. I don't do many things and some people might say that I am boring, but I don't care. I have a brother and sister who are thieves and always steal money from me. Do you want to know something else? Just say it.
- Why do they steal money from you? Don't they have?
- They already spent their savings months ago. Mom and dad give them money, which also ends very fast. I was thinking to buy a safe with a password. - I said and he laughed
- Maybe you have to do this. I think that you need to spend more time around people. Even if you get lucky, you might find someone special.
- I don't think so. People don't like me much.
- Why? There is nothing wrong with you.
- I don't know. Maybe it's because of the way I dress or because in school during the breaks, my head is always somewhere else. Like I am trying to ignore the rest and imagine that I am the only one in the room.
- Is it working?
- Very well.
I felt that soon I might end up telling him everything and this is the last thing that I want. Both of us grabbed our cups at the same time and our hands touched. I won't lie that it felt nice. Like million sparkles. Let's hope that I won't start blushing or something else. I don't want him to understand that I know who he is. Well, Nate is probably used to this, but I see that he likes it when people treat him like a normal person. Maybe this is what he wants.
- Now, it's your turn. You have to tell me something about yourself.
- From where should I start? I am the school's football team captain. Not like I wanted this. Many girls walk after me, but none of them is what I want. I gain popularity, but I wish that I didn't. It's not bad, but people think that you are something, which you are not. I prefer them to treat me like a normal person. After all, I am not special. Just had luck with all of this. I appreciate it, but sometimes it's too much.
- I understand. You are like a celebrity in your school.
- Yes, exactly, but I don't feel this way. I am a normal boy who wants to have good grades. I am nothing more than the rest.
- That's what you think. Not everyone can look like that. Some boys will be jealous of you, the girls will fall for you and you will try to escape from all of this. - I said and he laughed
- True. Now I want to know what you think about me.
- But we don't know each other. I mean that we have met recently.
- It doesn't matter. I want to know did I make a good first impression.
Don't make me do this. You look amazing and everything in you is perfect. Your eyes are like the ocean and your hair looks fluffy like a teddy bear. Your smile is bright like the sun and your hands look like you have stolen them from Thor. Ok, the last thing wasn't true, but he looks strong. Well, I guess that the football players train a lot.
- You made a good first impression. I mean that you look like a normal person. Can I ask you something? I hope that you won't get mad.
- I'm listening.
- What are you hiding behind this glow-up? I mean why do you care how you look?
- I don't know. I thought that I was doing it for myself, but maybe I do it more for the girls. I don't even know what I want anymore. One thing is sure. I won't continue with the sport after high school.
- This is your decision.
- I just want people to see me in good lightning, but maybe I am trying too hard.
- Just be yourself. This is your best weapon. If you want to find your special girl, let her know the real you.
- If it was that easy.
- But it's not mission impossible. I know that you can do it, but maybe you don't want to. Are you insecure about something?
- I... I don't think that I can make one girl happy. I mean that the line behind me is long and I don't want any of these girls to do something to her, or she to get jealous every time when I talk with a girl.
- Personally, I think that you will be a great boyfriend.
- Really?
- Yes. The way you talk says it all. You are honest and this is what real girls appreciate the most. I mean girls who don't walk after you only because of the way you look.
- You know what? With you is very easy to talk. You should become a therapist.
- Yea, no thank you. To listen to people's problems is the last thing that I want.
- But you are very good at this. I am saying this because we have talked for a while and you already made me feel better. - he said, which made me blush
I need to control myself more. Why he has to be like that? Every time when I calm down, he says something else, which makes my feelings rise up again. I will never be his special girl so my hopes were supposed to die, but for some reason, they are still alive. I have to admit it. No matter what I do and even if he gets a girlfriend, I will never be able to forget him completely. I tried many times since we graduated from middle school, but nothing helped me. Maybe I have to give up.
- Thanks, I appreciate it.
- You are one very good friend.
- If you say so.
The rest of the day, we spend here talking. I let Barry go home after lunch. I thought that Nate's friends will come, but no. It was only us. He went to buy lunch and came here again. There was food for me too. Like I am homeless and don't have money to buy some. Believe it or not, he stayed here until I closed the shop. All the time we were talking and I have to say that it was amazing. This is the first time when I feel so good talking with someone. The only person with who I have talked so much was Carmen. I share with my parents as well, but we have never talked for hours. Nate even offered to send me home, but I said that I have to give Barry the keys to the shop. It's not a lie. Someone has to open tomorrow and I don't know will I wake up this early. Later, I walked home, straight to bed. I still can't believe that we spent so much together. This is the best day of my life. Not like I had much. I hope that tomorrow we can talk again. Well, if he comes. With Nate, I feel comfortable and open to talking about everything. He is like a friend who I have never had. Also, my crush, but he doesn't need to know this.