You sat up abruptly, and pretended to be packing up to go home.

"(Y/n) what are you doing here?" Mark asked. You glanced over at Lauryn, who was attempting to act like a normal Starbucks worker by filling a coffee cup with an excessive about of whip cream. But with the quick looks she save the two of you, it was obvious that she was listening.

"I'm just getting some coffee. Why?" You snapped. Mark looked a little hurt.

"Getting coffee for three weeks?" He asked, raising one of his eyebrows.

"Yes."

"Well, I hope all the caffeine gives you more ideas on how to avoid me." He shot back.

"What does it matter? Say hi to your girlfriend for me." You said, standing up and pushing past him to the door. You looked back at Lauryn, who's eyes were wide behind the rainbow frames of her glasses. She was still squirting whip cream, which was now overflowing onto the countertop.

"Bye Lauryn." You said curtly and turned on your heels and walked out of the shop.

You could faintly hear Mark yelling to Lauryn about the whip. You also heard the two laughing a second after.

'Well you two have fun, even though you've only seen each other like, twice. And I'll be sitting at home rejected.' You thought as you clambered into your car.

If only you heard the conversation that Lauryn and Mark were having...

Oohoohoo, now you two are gettin' angry? Well, you might be, but you'll just have to wait to hear Markimoo's side of the story next chapter. (Which will be from Mark's point of view.) Thanks so much for reading, and I'll catch you next chapter. See ya!