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Make Me Feel Alive

Coffee and Donuts

I tucked my hair behind my ear, staring blearily at the computer screen. I had cried into my popcorn bowl for the rest of the weekend until my sinuses were absolutely screwed. Me and Toby had watched every sad soapy movie I could google and I had ignored all phone calls. I think it was partly out of my system now.
I tapped my fingers across the keyboard, my glasses firmly planted on my nose. I was hating Trevor and his stupid glasses comment, but it made me feel a lot better that Ashley didn't think they looked so awful. Though it shouldn't matter at all I'd only met him three times.
Er. But who was counting?
I blinked to clear my eyes, and then sighed. I'd read the same sentence three times and I still had no idea what it said.
I leaned back in my chair.
"What do you mean?" I glanced over as I heard Mr. Burrows. "But the concert is this week. No," he came walking past me to the elevator. "Harvey, I don't care. get it fixed or find yourself another place of employment."
Harsh.
He snapped his cell phone shut and stepped into the elevator; he still had one of the ancient phones, said the new ones were too confusing. But he was also still stuck in the 50's era, not that I was complaining. I liked his whole gentlemen thing he had going on. (Though personally I thought he wouldn't upgrade his phone because he got too much satisfaction ouy of snapping it shut.)
I looked at the computer again.
My phone buzzed, and I glanced down, seeing I had a text. I leaned back again, lifting it up.

Feeling better?

Ashley. I shouldve known.Not only had he put his number in my phone, he'd also taken mine. Which was probably a good thing because I was really weird about talking to someone first.

I'm fine, thanks.

What are your plans this weekend?

I pursed my lips. Why was he asking?

I haven't made any, why?

Wanna hang? I got a concert Friday. You could VIP ;)

I snorted, then glanced up hastily to make sure no one was around. That would have been really embarrassing.

I'm not much for concerts, but have fun

How about coffee sometime this week then?

Well wasn't he persistent. I pressed my lips together.

I'm not going to sleep with you because you buy me coffee

I typed it quickly before I lost my courage, and it took him a few seconds to reply to that one.

What if I buy donuts too?

I grinned, stifling a giggle.

Depends on how fresh they are

I should not be texting him. I hadn't broken up with Trevor, I'd just been ignoring him. And texting Ashley probably would have felt wrong to me if Trevor hadn't acted the way he had over the weekend.
And to accuse me of sleeping around! I had been more faithful to him then he even deserved.
Hell, maybe I should sleep with Ashley. Better to actually be doing what I'm accused of, right? I mean, Ashley didn't seem the type to get attached, and he was great to look at; you could tell he tried to stay fit.
No, no I couldn't sleep with him, it would make me feel guilty. I had the conscience of a nun.
I sighed. What was I going to do?
"Morgan! What do you think?" My head jerked to the side. I stared at Ms. Durant as she held two dresses out in front of me. Where had she come from?
"Would I look better in this black one or this red one? Leah says red but she never tells me if I look bad."
"Uh, the black one." I picked randomly. "The reds nice too but if it's for a date it seems a little too formal," I added quickly.
"Huh," she looked at them, hard. What was she needing a dress for anyway? She didn't seem the type. She put me more in mind of combat boots and a katana ready to slice through some bamboo in order to save her man, not dress up for him.
"It does, doesn't it? I can never rely on Leah to give me an honest answer. Thanks." she went back down the hallway, and I let my breath go. I was so glad she had agreed, she was really scary and I didn't want to get on her bad side of all people.
I grabbed my phone.

I'll bake them myself.

I chuckled.

I work through the week, I only have an hour lunch break

Meet me at Caffienators tomorrow on your break

It starts at eleven

See you then

Notes

Leave a comment and tell me what you think! I'm having a lot of fun writing this one, and the next chapter update is what I'm really excited for! Thank you guys for reading!

Comments

Morgan Goddamn it *flips table* LET HIM TAKE CARE OF YOU

Rockcandypanda Rockcandypanda
6/11/15

@Kellyrages
I think that Morgan could b framed of killing someone when we ex did it...that could become interesting....maybe

Aiesha Aiesha
4/4/15

@Rockcandypanda
Thank you!!! That was so nice! Ahh:)

Kellyrages Kellyrages
4/3/15

Did it :)

@Rockcandypanda
I wouldn't mind at all, thank you so much! That makes me feel kind of wowed that you like it so much you would want to do that!

Kellyrages Kellyrages
4/2/15