I let out a bored sigh, as I tapped my fingers impatiently on the counter.

Why is it that every time I have plans made, I'm mysteriously called into work?

I mean, my boss does promise me a little bit of extra money for coming in, just to help out, but still. 

I'm still 18, straight out of high school, and in my freshman year of college.
On the days me and my roommates are off from classes and work, we like to go out and do something.

But of course, with the luck I've had all my life, something always comes up, leaving me sitting in an empty coffeeshop, while Dana, Sean and Kyle all get to go out. Fun.

You'd think, being one of the few coffeeshops in the middle of town, a lot of people would be in and out of here. But no, not with the luck I have, as I said before.

I can honestly say, in my entire life, my luck really has been anything and everything but good.
Whether it was finding the right guy, or being the line leader in the fifth grade.

"Hello? Anybody there?" I heard an unfamiliar voice say, knocking me out of my trance.

I felt my body jump, and I regained my composure, noticing a customer waiting patiently.

"Oh, wow, I'm so sorry." I said, recognizing the person in front of me.

I wasn't sure exactly of what his name was, but I knew he was a pretty avid customer here. 

He looked about my age, with bright blue eyes that almost matched the California ocean, just down the road, light brown hair, with even lighter brown natural highlights.
To top it all off, he had perfectly tanned skin that just made all his features pop.
"It's nothing," he said, flashing me a Hollywood smile.
His teeth were the most perfect set I'd probably seen in my life.
He was definitely a brace-face when he was younger.
I stood up straighter, and smoothed out my shirt, suddenly feeling a bit self-conscious to be wearing my work clothes.
"So, what could I get for you?" I casually asked, turning away from him and towards the coffee machine.
I looked over to him as his mesmorizing blue orbs looked up at the menu board above me.
He tapped his chin as he read through it, thinking for a minute or two.
"I'll take a medium cup of coffee, extra light and sweet. To stay." he finally said.
I nodded to him, and turned my body fully away from him and got to work.
"Being stuck finishing up essays is not really the way a college student wants to spend a Friday, you know?" he chuckled, as I set the finished cup of coffee on the counter.
I nodded in agreement, ringing his order up into the cash register.
"Welcome to the club," I sighed, "I got called in last minute and had to cancel my plans for tonight." I finished with the ding of the cash register.
"That'll be $2.50 all together." I continued, glancing down at the screen, then up to him.
The guy nodded, holding up his index finger as he stuffed his hand into his pocket.
Once he finally got his wallet out, he took out a $5 bill, and handed it to me.
"Keep the change, Kendra." he said, and I wondered how he knew my name.
That is, until I remembered I was at work.
I looked down at my name tag quickly before accepting the money, and tossed it in the cash register.
"Thanks," I trailed off, embarassed. I didn't know his name, yet he already knew mine.
"Sam." he finished, running his fingers through his full hair, with yet another Hollywood smile showing.
"I'm Sam."

Okay, I know you'll all hate me, but I'm going to do this story, because I'm lost with the sequel to Beautiful Disaster:( I know, I'm the worst, but I'm hoping to finish this one out. And I also hope you guys all enjoy!:)