*~Milo's P.O.V. ~*

I-HATE-PEOPLE! I don't mean to sound anti-social (Even though I am), but most of the time people just get on my nerves! Really...I wish some people could realize just how annoying and stupid they can be! If people realized this, the world would be a much better place! It would almost be as good as world peace and I'm not exaggerating! I guess since I do hate people so much, I should've considered a job where I don't have to talk to people, but I couldn't resist the urge to work at Starbucks and be around all the delicious Frappuccinos! Anyway though, I constantly have to deal with that one customer that just ruins my day by being stupid, that one customer asks me for something Starbucks doesn't have and I politely tell them that Starbucks doesn't offer that (even though on the inside, I'm screaming about their idioticy!) that's when everything goes down hill. They argue with my telling me that they know Starbucks has whatever the stupid thing is, it makes me roll my eyes just thinking about it, I'm the one working at Starbucks...I'm pretty sure I know what's on the damn menu! I sighed running my fingers through my extremely dark black hair. Great, I've gotten myself all flustered and I haven't even walked into Starbucks for my shift today!

I parked my car into one of the employee parking spaces quickly walking into Starbucks while putting on my glasses and my Starbucks apron. There was no way I was ever forgetting my glasses when I went to work again. The last time I did I mistaked an eight for a six and charged the customer less than how much it really was, my boss of course threw a fit and I didn't want to get on his bad side again. The tubby man is quite annoying when he's not angry, so I don't want to provoke him. I went to front counter trading places with the girl who worked before me, her name was Sandie I think, I never got to know her she's kind of annoying and really I don't too much like having friends. (Gosh...I really am anti-social) Starbucks was even more crowded than usual with it being Friday and all the High schools were just let out. I especially hate working and seeing people who go to school with me...at school I'm kind of none as the little "freak", I could care less what all those kids think about me. I'm going to be graduating soon with me being a senior and I'll probably never see them again. I looked up at the door hearing the bell ring and saw a group of guys I was just praying not to see. Damien and all his other little annoying popular jock friends just love pestering me, especially Damien he's the worst. I don't care what people think of me, but I really just don't want to have to listen to some of the bullshit that comes out of his big annoying mouth!

I put on a fake extremely sarcastic smile when they came up to the counter. "Hello, how can I help you today?" I asked innocently. I'd rather be saying something rude to the bastard, but who knows whether the boss (A.K.A. Tubby Man) is watching or not, I've got to look good.
"Oh look! Pretty boy is working at Starbucks!" Damien teased me and his idiot friends laughed. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, that's not even funny...damn Damien's dumber than I thought, that's the best he could think of? "Just tell me what you want!" I snapped narrowing my eyes at his little dumbass group of friends. They told me what they wanted throwing little dumb insults in the entire time and thankfully eventually sat down. I sighed leaning against the counter rubbing my temples, like I said earlier, I seriously, HATE-PEOPLE.

*~Alysia's P.O.V. ~*

I quickly ran outside of the house angrily clutching my Iphone in my hands as I got into my black prius.
When I get my hands on my son I'm going to rip his blonde hair out! Well, that's an exaggeration, but oh...I just want to murder him! Thank goodness his cell phone has that tracking in it! I parked in the extremely crowded parking lot of Starbucks and stormed in looking around for my son. I spotted him sitting at a table happily talking to his friends and it took all my willpower not to stomp over to him, yank him up by his Hollister shirt, and drag him out of Starbucks in front of everyone! He just completely disregarded the fact that his little bad butt is grounded! I miss the cute, sweet, little, curly haired blonde boy that used to play dress up with his mommy all the time! I walked over to the table that Damien was sitting at calmly, so I wouldn't embarrass him too badly. "Damien...what do you think your doing at Starbucks when your grounded?" I asked angrily crossing my arms.
"MOM! What are you doing here?!" Damien asked whining obviously embarresed."Answer my question Damien, why are you here when your grounded?!" I asked getting more frustrated. I don't what it is with Damien, but lately he's been acting like he can just talk to me like I'm just anyone! He better set himself straight, I know I've kind of spoiled Damien all through his life, but I'm not taking any disrespect from him! He better get better, or I want be the "nice mom" anymore.
"Mom, I just wanted to go to Starbucks chill!" Damien snapped rolling his eyes slightly and I heard some of his friends chuckling at me.
"Damien...please give me a reason why I shouldn't embarrass you in front of everyone, because I'm about to drag you out of here!" I snapped angrily. All his friends ohhed and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
"Mom, just let me stay please! I got really good grades for once. As soon as I'm done, I'll go straight home." Damien begged.
I sighed loudly, even when he's a teenager I can't resist those light blue eyes and that curly blonde hair! I'm such a push-over to be a mom!
"Okay fine Damien, but when you get home I'm having a long talk with you, you'll still be grounded, and I'm staying." I declared sitting down by him.
"Mom! I have friends here!" Damien snapped turning slightly red.
I shrugged, "Get over it sweetie. Don't worry I'll be quiet and not say anything." I snapped reaching into my dark black purse, pulling out my reading glasses and the great book I was currently reading, Lolita. Damien sighed mumbling to himself." Be happy I let you stay and stop getting any attitude or I'll change my mind." I snapped putting on my glasses and turning to the page I was previously on. Damien's friends broke out laughing at him and I ignored their laughs barely hearing them because I was already absorbed in the book. I thought that that day at Starbucks would perfectly normal, but unknowingly to me that's how it all started.

*~Milo's P.O.V. ~*

It was so hard for me to resist the urge to put something into Damien and his friends' drinks, but I did despite how hard it was. I didn't want to end up in trouble for murder. I came over to their table and noticed a woman sitting by Damien reading one of my favorite books, Lolita. I was shocked that she was near any of Damien and his pals, since she was a girl that could actually read. Most of the little sluts that hanged out around them couldn't read a book if it didn't have any pictures in it.
Damien noticed me coming over, "It's about time you came fairy princess! We've been waiting forever!" Damien snapped.
I just rolled my eyes and ignored him giving them each the coffee that the ordered. The woman was still absorbed into her book and I found myself staring in shock, really what was she doing hanging around these bastards?
"What are you staring at fag?" Damien asked me rudely.
The woman slammed her book down glaring at Damien, "What did you say young man?!" She asked angrily.
"Mom...he's such a little...." Damien started, but she interrupted.
"I don't care you don't say that ever!" The woman snapped. The pieces started clicking in my head; she was probably one of the guy's moms. I felt stupid for thinking she was one of their girlfriends or something.
"Mom, he's gay and looks like some girl or something, he's a fag." Damien snapped rolling his eyes.
"I told you I-DON'T-CARE! Don't say that...ever. If he's gay he can be gay, it doesn't matter and doesn't affect you! Don't be rude to people because of their sexual orientation that just makes you look arrogant! I can't believe you just said that." She snapped, she looked away from Damien and finally showed me her face." I'm so sorry about that, I don't know what his problem is." She apologized.
I couldn't help, but blush...people didn't usually defend me and she was just...gorgeous.
"Is there anything I can get you?" I asked nervously."Oh of course sweetie...ummm... could you get me a mocha Frappicuno?" She asked flashing me a smile.
I could hear Damien and his friends mumbling to themselves, but I could care less about anything they were saying. I was too absorbed in the gorgeous woman in front of me.
"Of course." I mumbled quickly walking away still blushing like some love struck teenage girl.

*~Alysia's P.O.V. ~*

I was still extremely mad and shocked at how Damien had treated that boy. First he called him a fairy princess and than a fag! From the look on the boy's face he was used to it too...I just couldn't believe it, Damien was nothing, but a bully to the poor kid! I was just ready to get my mocha Frappicuno and then leave; I really had to have a talk with him! Then his excuse for calling him such cruel names was because he was gay and looked like a girl! I couldn't believe that came out of his mouth! Who cares if the boy is gay, he doesn't deserve to be disrespected! I mean he was really girlish looking, but he seemed like a sweet boy...I don't see why Damien had to be so rude to him. I got up going to go look on the menu to see if there was anything else I wanted. On my way there I bumped into a kind of...how I put it nicely....a kind of chubby man who obviously worked at Starbucks.
"Oh sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going; I didn't mean to bump into you." I apologized quickly and looked at the menu.
"It's okay, was there something you were looking for mam?" The man asked politely." Thanks, but no. I'm just looking at the menu to see if anything interests me." I mumbled quickly and looked back at the menu. I don't know why the chubby man was still just standing there, but I politely ignored him.
I looked up and saw the familiar dark black hair that belonged to the girlish looking boy; he was walking over to me pretty quickly. The more and more I looked at him, the more I kept on agreeing with Damien about his girlish looks, even in his Starbucks uniform he looked kind of girly. He had on tight black skinny jeans, a grey shirt with a v-neck, these thick framed black glasses, and his Starbucks uniform.
It seemed to me that he didn't like the chubby man who was probably his boss, especially because of the slight glare he was giving him.

*~Milo's P.O.V. ~*

I made the gorgeous woman's coffee as best as I could and I tried to make it quickly, I didn't want her to end up leaving or something. I came to the table she was at with Damien and saw that she wasn't there. It felt like my heart was literally sinking, but thankfully I saw her looking at the Starbucks menu and trying to ignore my chubby boss. I could feel my grip on the mocha Frappicuno tighten slightly, there wasn't really any reason for me to be jealous, but I was jealous...extremely jealous! My tubby boss was probably trying to flirt with her! I quickly walked over glaring at my boss slightly, but smiled when I saw the gorgeous woman. She was even prettier now that she was standing up and not hiding her face behind a book.

She was definitely older than I had original thought from her outfit you could tell. I didn't care though...she was still stunning!
"Oh thanks sweetie." She quickly took the Frappicuno and walked away from me and tubby man paying at the counter and leaving with an angry and embarrassed looking Damien. I stared at the two of them in shock....she was that little bastard's mom?! I didn't see much resemblance.
Damien probably looks more like his father, I knew he was mixed...but I didn't think his mom would be so sweet and gorgeous! I couldn't help, but smile as I watched them leaving. I hope I see her again." Milo what are you staring at?" My boss asked obviously looking at Damien's mom's butt as she left Starbucks.
I just scoffed rolling my eyes and walked back to the counter, "What are you staring at boss?" I mumbled. I smiled to myself again leaning against the counter; I really had to see her again! I looked over at the table they were at and saw her Lolita book. I picked it up quickly; it was the perfect excuse for me to see her again. I opened it hoping there would be an address or something, but all that was inside was her name, Alysia...what a beautiful name. I held the book against my chest happily...it kind of smelled like her. I froze reviewing what I just though...what kind of freak am I? I quickly brushed the thought off...I know what kind of freak I am...I'm Milo...you average anti-social teenager!