Ok. This all started a month after I got out of school for the summer. I quickly snagged a job at the nearby drug store. I worked with four people. My best friend De'andra, Amor, Blake, and Carston. Blake would be my future boyfriend, but let's not get ahead of ourselves.

It was a hot and rough morning. I was at my mother's house this summer. So I had to deal with my 6 brothers and sister running rampant. It was really hot outside, and the heat was not doing great things for my hair. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and got ready for work. After an hour with the straightener, brush, and comb my hair looked decent. I put on a form fitting red t-shirt and some green and white booty shorts. It was too hot to bother with jeans. Fuck regulations. I pulled my now shiny straight hair into a tight ponytail. After a dab of mascara and some lipgloss I was ready to go.

Then I remembered my shoes and purse. I pulled on my faded grey sneakers and teal purse. My keys and iPhone were inside. I took care to lock my room door after me and walk down the hall. The boys were at football practice but Evan was home sick with a cold. I didn't want to wake him. I went down the stairs and slipped out of the house. It wasn't like I was running away or anything, but I didn't need anyone following me.

A good 10 minutes later I was parking in the parking lot across the street. I made sure I grabbed my stupid red visor and name tag and put them on. I ran across the street and walked through the automatic door into the store. A blast of cold air hit my skin like a blessing from heaven. I looked to the right of me and saw the cutest boy ever. His skin was a rich cinnamon and hs eyes a capturing hazel. His hair was cropped with a nice fade. I just wanted to run my hands through it. Luckily he hadn't seen me yet, he was dealing with a very pretty costumer. She was blonde and practically placing her breasts on the counter. It wasn't hard to see she was flirting with him. I walked around them and went into the back.

After clocking in and putting my stuff in my locker. I came out front and stood next to the cute boy. I quickly glanced at his name tag. Blake was printed on it in neat cursive. Blake was a cute name. I knew right after that, that Blake and I were going to be together for the long run.