The Art of Dreams (Coffee Beans) ♥ Justin Bieber Story ♥ Ch 2

I'm going to be pretty simple and make it a little enchanting. I'm not going to try really hard because that'd ruin it. So sorry if it isn't as detailed as you'd like.
Amanda~~

My hands are shaking, why are they shaking? I see the boy walking forward with the slightest nonchalance. He swaggers quickly over to the damp counter, leaning against its edge. My palms are sweaty. I pull them under the counter, hiding the clear liquid coating the top of my palms.

I rub the back of my neck, watching Danny's eyes glisten. He lays his guitar down and smiles a toothy smile. I smile back automatically and the boy's eyes smolder at the moment. My eyes quickly pass down to the floor, where I catch my feet squirming around. I wiggle my toes in my sneakers and my attention is averted by Dan's voice.

"This is Justin," he introduces the boy, pulling on the boy's cashmere sweater.

I pull my hand up to shake his but snappily draw it back, remembering how sweaty it is.

"Justin this is-"

"Amanda," Justin breathes, his feet glued to the floor as he sways in his position. He coughs, bringing his fist up. A small drop of glistening liquid crawls around his hand, trickling to his wrist. He opens up his palm and rubs the back of his neck as I did. I smile at the sight of this. Creeper, you barely know him.

"So you've met her before...?" Dan asks, the confusion clearly written on his face, covered by crazy brown curls.

"No."

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"Yes."

"You mean no?"

"No."

"So no?"

"Yes.. er, no."

I lost track of my own voice in the conversation as if I'm speaking by force of another element other than my own.

I wring my hands together, my eyes prodding the back of the counter for a dry cloth within my reach.

"...and a little sugar mixed in with some foam at the top... you got that?" a middle-aged man droned.

My eyes are fixated on Justin's wandering eyes. He scans over my face and then he looks back to me, smiling. I flash a smile back. It's an involuntary move, I can't help it...

Dan looked back between our stares and smiled a little.

"Amanda, come over to the basketball court tomorrow," Dan called, dragging Justin away.

"But Dan I haven't played for an entire year!" I yell out. But he's already out the door. Oh lord, what does he have planned for me.

As I pondered over what means this invitation was under, I mechanically made the well-dressed man his extra-strong caramel latte with sugar mixed in and a little foam on top..
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:)
-MissMysteryBieber

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i love it <3

it's perfect Amanda :)

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Lovie.. I lOVE THIS SHIT LIKE I LOVE YUR DICK!! O_O Anywho..