Coffee. The smell of coffee hit my nose like a wave. It's sweet smell washed over me and I breathed in deeply. I was a coffee fanatic. There were lots of people wandering around my favorite café, bustling about their day, and laughing amongst each other. It was never this packed during school days. I loved coming here after school and drinking a big cup of coffee with my favorite brownies on the side. It was the thing I looked forward to the most once school ended. The café was pretty big. To the left, there were many times and in the middle, the cashiers and employees sat in the counter. To my right, there were more tables and a little stage in the far corner. There were lots of people crammed in there, like a big audience. Most of them teenage girls. I wonder what was going on.
"Cat, what are you staring at?" my best friend Ashley asked. She kept poking me in the stomach and I gave her a look. She laughed.
"Nothing. What's going on there?"
"Oh! That's right, you've never been to the café on a Saturday before. Well every Saturday, Hunter, the hottest boy on the history, comes and does a little show. He sings magnificently. Other people and bands sing too, but most people come to watch Hunter."
"Hhmp. I want to see, let's go." I made my way to the crowd and stood on my tippy toes. I could see a guy, average looking, sitting in the chair on the stage, strumming a guitar. I didn't see what the big deal was. Ashley grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to the front. I rolled my eyes at her. Ashley tended to be a little pushy and bossy, but she was my best friend and I guess that meant I had to put up with it.
"Settle down with me, cover me up, cuddle me in," Hunter started. Girls started giggling and squealing and I just stared. His voice was…beautiful. He just started the song, which happened to be one of my favorites, and I could feel chills down my spine. "Lay down with me and hold me in your arms. My hearts against my chest, lips pressed against my neck, I have fallen for your eyes, but they don't know me yet."
I finally got a good look at him and my heart fluttered. He was beautiful. He had black hair that past down his ears. His eyes were was blue as the ocean, as the sky. They had an intense look that made my heart beat run. He was tall and lean. He closed his eyes while singing and all I could do was stare. I couldn't stop staring at this beautiful boy who I knew nothing about.
Someone nudged me in the arm. "He's good isn't he?" asked Ashley. I nodded and smiled. I turned towards her. "He's really good. And you were right about the gorgeous part."
Ashley widened her eyes and punched me in the arm. I glared at her. "What the hell was that for?!"
"Cat. He's looking at you."
I turned my eyes towards the stage and sure enough, Hunter was looking down at me. His blue eyes locked into my gray ones. I couldn't look away. He kept singing and I felt electricity running through my body. He smiled and broke the eye contact. I could feel my heart at my throat. I felt like one of those giggly girls around me. The thought of it made me cringe. I wasn't like other girls. I didn't giggle over guys asking me out or complimenting me. I didn't understand how some girls just threw themselves out there. So what was it that I was so enthralled by this stranger?
"Kiss me like you wanna be loved, you wanna be loved. This feels like falling in love.."
He played the guitar and people started clapping. He really was talented. I clapped along side my best friend. How come she never told me about this guy before? Maybe she wanted to keep him her little secret. I had to bite my lip to keep me from laughing like an idiot.
"Thanks guys," said Hunter. His voice was deep and sexy and all around me girls yelled his name. He was like a celebrity.
"Did you know that he had been offered various record deals but he turned them down because he didn't want fame?" I just stared at her. Most guys wouldn't pass the opportunity to be famous and have every single girl in the world fall at their feet. It made him even more interesting that he didn't care about those things.
"Okay Cat, we gotta go." I started to protest but she gave me a look. She was right, we came here on our lunch break from work. It was time to head back.
I walked into my house and sighed. I was finally home. I walked up the stairs to my room and turned on my computer. While I waited for it to load, I laid down on my bed. I was tired of this. Tired of doing the same thing everyday. I wish my life had some excitement in it. How was waking up at 5 every day to go to school exciting? Secretly, I wished that some supernatural being would come and tell me I was a part of their world and that meant I had to live in this cool and exciting country where there were lots of people like me who had cool powers. I almost laughed. I have always been one for imagination. But sometimes it got the best of me. I would daydream in class, and forget about the lecture. It was a bad habit.
I heard a knock on my door. "Cat, may I come in?" I sighed and yelled back yes.
My little 5 year old sister walked in. She had the same brown hair as I did, but hers was straight and mine was wavy. She had my dad's blue eyes while I had mom's gray ones. She walked over to me and sat down on my bed. "When is daddy coming back? You said he would be home soon."
I bit my lip. Dad had left us a month ago, because he had another woman. My mom never told me and so I had to find out for myself. Looks like he had been living another life all this time. He had two kids with that tramp and never even mentioned it. How nice.
I grabbed Trixie and sat her on my lap. I played with her hair and smiled. I loved my little sister. She could be a pain in the ass sometimes, but I loved her. "I'm not sure Trix. But how about this? What if I take you to the park tomorrow? We could have a picnic and-"
She started crying. "No. I want my daddy. Why did he have to leave? He said he would never leave me Cat. I want my daddy back." I could feel tears well up in my eyes. What could I say to hear? There was nothing I could do to change the fact that our dad was a lying bastard. That he lied to us all these years.
"Shh. It's going to be okay. He will come back someday." I felt bad for lying to her, but if I went for the truth, she would be here all day crying nonstop. It's best if we saved that topic for another day. A day when she might finally understand. She sniffed and wiped her eyes. "Promise?"
I gulped. "Promise. Now, I have lots of homework to get to, so go play in your room." She grinned at me and ran out. I sighed and laid back on my bed. Staring at the ceiling, I thought about the day when Trixie was born. I was 12 and scared. I was used to being the only child at home, and I didn't want all the attention to go to her. But when my parents handed her to me, I couldn't help but loving my baby sister. She was so cute and small and she kept putting her mouth into and "O" formation. It was the most adorable thing in the world.
My phone ringing took me out of my train of thought. I grabbed it and said "What?" I knew it was Ashley. I bet she wanted us to go to some party.
"So, there's a party tonight. Want t-"
"No. I have lots of things to do, plus I'm tired."
"But Cat. Lots of people are going. I hear Hunter's gonna be there."
That sparked up my curiosity. Maybe if I went, I could build up the nerve to talk to him. I was a pretty quiet person. Not shy, just quiet. I sighed. "Fine. But we're only going for an hour." I hanged up and walked over to my closest. After looking for something to wear, which felt like ages, I decided on a jean skirt, with a floral purple shirt, and sandals. I combed through my hair and put a butterfly pin on the side. I looked at my reflection. Sometimes I wonder how people saw me. I had wavy brown hair, and gray eyes. I had some freckles and I was pretty sure for my age. I'm 17 and only 5'3. It was embarrassing.
I heard a car honk outside and I grabbed my bag, called to mom that I was going out, and ran out the door. Ashley laughed when I got in.
"We're going to a party, and we're 17, not 13." I hit her with my bag.
"What did you want me to wear? A hooker outfit?"
"Well that would have been much better than this crap." I rolled my eyes and waved her off. She started the car and I looked out the window. I hope that this party wouldn't bring drama into my life. All I wanted was to have some fun, hopefully get to talk to Hunter, and dance a little. Most of the people in my school loved drama, and I always tried to stay clear of it.
The town of Trinity was small. Not small enough where everyone knows everyone, but still pretty small. We got a lot of tourist though, due to our "amazing environment and housing." I didn't see it. I wasn't a small town person. I wanted to live in the city, and see all the twinkling lights of huge buildings over me. I wanted to hear music playing all night, cars passing by, and the sound of people talking. I dreamed of moving to a big city like that, and as soon as I turned 18, I wanted to leave. But I knew I couldn't. Trixie already lost dad, I couldn't leave her now.
I walked out of the car once we got to the party the house was held at. I walked inside the house and was greeted by the smell of alcohol. I hated that smell. Ashley grabbed me by the arm and we made our way inside. There were lots of people dancing in the middle and some couples making out at the back. Music was playing really loudly over the millions of voices talking and laughing. I looked around.
"Let's go by the drinks table. Maybe Kylee is there." We walked towards the drinks table and sure enough, my other best friend, Kylee, was there, talking to a random guy. I looked around, trying to find Hunter but didn't see him anywhere.
I gave up about 30 minutes into the party. I started getting a headache due to the loud music. The party was boring as always, and people as annoying as ever. I wanted to leave. I walked over to Ashley to tell her I was going to walk back if she didn't give me a ride when I saw him. Hunter. He was standing by the door that led to the patio. My heart started racing. Should I walk over there? I was contemplating my choices when Ashley ran to me. "Go talk to him! He's free!"
I gulped and nodded. Walking towards him, I felt really nervous. My hands were shaking and my chest felt heavy. What was wrong with me? He was just a regular guy. A regular guy who had gorgeous eyes, a fabulous voice, and a killer smile. Just a regular guy.
I was almost to him when someone yanked me by the arm. I was about to say some rude comment when I was face to face with Derek. Derek as in my ex boyfriend, as in my psycho ex boyfriend. I looked over at Hunter and sighed. What now?