You're Trouble

Elsa Koshly’s POV

“Elsa, 2 Americano for table 3 and 1 hazelnut latte for table 2,” Kevin said and I gave him a nod before putting it into the system.

I love working at a cafe in Beverly Hills. I work a couple of part time jobs to help pay for my college and being a barista is my favorite. I work as a freelance logo designer too.

“Elsa, 1 matcha latte and 1 mango frap for table 4,” Kevin said as he grabbed a bottle of water from the cabinet.

“Roger that.” My shift will finish soon and after this I need to get a birthday cake because it’s Jennifer’s birthday. After that I have 2 classes for today and then I have to go home.

Sometimes I wish I had a fairy godmother who could give me one wish. I just wish for something that can change my life because living like this is pretty tiring.

I’m alone living in LA while my family is living in Dallas. I lived here alone in a small apartment.

Just a year left, Elsa. After that you will get a good job and make good money. You can do this, Elsa!

“Elsa, 1 cheesecake and a caramel latte, please,” Kevin said and orders kept coming in. Even though it’s tiring, it’s all worth it especially when customers compliment your coffee.

I turned to the clock after gesturing to Kevin to deliver the order and my shift was done. I gestured to Kevin to take over and walked to my locker. I took my bag and changed my clothes.

It’s so humid today but it looks like it’s going to rain. I put my black crop top on and my high-waisted jeans.

“Kev! I’m done for the day,” I said and waved to him.

“Bye, El. See you at uni later!” he waved back.

I like Kevin, he’s a nice guy. He’s younger than me by 2 years and he’s an architect. He just got in and he’s one of the top students in his class. Not to mention that he’s cute.

I walked out from the cafe and walked along the sidewalk. I took a really deep breath and closed my eyes for a few seconds feeling the breeze. I took my phone out from my bag to find if there were any notifications.

A couple of guys texted me but I ignored them. I’m not interested in dating now because it takes a lot of time and I’m scared that I won’t be able to focus on my studies.

On Valentine’s day, I got a lot of presents like chocolates, letters, and a teddy bear. I mean I can say I’m attractive but not exactly beautiful. People said that I was approachable and that’s why some guys got attached to me pretty quickly.

As for my love life, I’ve never been in a relationship. I never got to that stage yet but I did go on a lot of dates with some men but never met a guy that I really want to date for real.

Once, there was a cute guy when I just got into college, he was a year older. We both liked each other but before we got into the relationship, I caught him making out with someone else. I just left him without saying anything.

Cake! I need to buy a cake for Jennifer!

I entered the cake shop when suddenly someone grabbed my hand. He slid a ring to my finger and held my hand.

“Sadie, you need to stop. I already have a fiancée. I’ve told you a thousand times already! This is my fiancée, so I need you to get away from me before I sue you.” The man held my hand tightly and I turned to see a beautiful blonde girl. I bet ten dollars she’s a model and she looked at me completely hurt.

“I just wanted to buy a cake for your mom,” she said as tears fell out from her eyes.

“What for? To make her like you?”

Rude and mean.

“Are you really his fiancée? You look like a whore to me,” the blondie said and I looked at her in disbelief. The guy put his arm around my shoulder and I glared at her hard.

“I am, look!” I showed her the ring he put on earlier without her knowing. The blonde girl gasped and I raised my eyebrows.

“Don’t go near him ever again, don’t try to be a homewrecker. You’re so pathetic!” I hissed glaring at her and he slipped his arm around my waist. She glared at him and raised her arm ready to slap me. I closed my eyes but the guy stopped her.

“Don’t even think about laying your hands on her, you will regret it,” he said in a cold tone.

“Argh!” she hissed and stomped her feet like a child. She walked out from the shop and I turned to see her leave. I sighed and I pushed the guy away. I turned to him and my eyes widened.

It’s Jayson Moretti.

“Jayson?” I looked at him in disbelief.

Jayson Moretti was my senior in high school. He was known as the bad boy of the school. Girls loved him because of his coldness. Now, he’s standing right in front of me in a black Armani suit. Not to mention that he's much more muscular than before.

“Give me back the ring,” he said coldly. Not a thank you? I just helped him and he’s acting like an asshole already? I looked at him coldly and scoffed. I pulled the ring but it’s stuck.

I looked down to my ring finger and tried to pull it again but it’s stuck. I pulled it hard until my finger turned red.

“It’s stuck,” I said and he looked at the ring.

“What?”

“It’s stuck, Jayson.” I looked at him annoyed. He grabbed my hand and tried to pull the ring but it’s stuck. I could see my finger turning blue when he pulled as hard as he could.

“How can it be-”

“You’re the one who put it on me and dragged me to your own life drama. Don’t even think about blaming me!” I said looking at him ready to murder the man.

“I- but-” He was confused.

“Give me your address, I’ll put this thing out and send it,” I said as I tried to pull the ring again. He gave me his business card. I grabbed it and tried to pull the ring again.

“Call me again later for the address,” he said and with that he walked out. I let out a long sigh as I watched him leave. He’s going to be trouble, I can feel it.