Ch. 1: Baby Cakes?

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Rebels POV

Why the hell is it so hot today? I just don't understand. Then again I am on a jog, I should just quit being fit and become a couch potato. I stop for a few seconds to change the song I'm listening to when someone bumps into me nearly knocking me down. My phone goes crashing down and my eyes widen.

"Oh shit" I hear a voice say but all I care about is seeing if my phone is broken and just to my luck it's cracked.

I turn around to see a guy with dark brown eyes along with his hair. He had light stubble on his face and was staring at my now cracked phone "Can't you see that there are other people here?"

"My apologies, let me pay for your phone" he says but his eyes are more trained on my boobs. What are we in high school?

"Excuse me but my eyes are up here" I snap my fingers in front of his face.

"Sorry" he smirks and I can already tell I don't like this guy "You know you shouldn't wear sports bras in public"

"You can if you're jogging" I turn to jog again

"Wait" he says grabbing my arm "You look really good in a sports bra... maybe in my bed too" he whispers

I move my arm away from his grasp "First of all don't touch me and second of all you don't know me I'm not one of your little hoes"

"Come on baby cakes don't play hard to get" he grabs me yet again, but this time touching my ass "I know you want it"

I look at him with wide eyes before backhanding him, because of my ring it cut him on the cheekbone "You're a fucking perv"

I glare at him as he holds his face and looks at me with narrowed eyes "I'll see you soon"

Rolling my eyes I turn away from him "Yeah maybe in hell" I speak to myself. I can still feel his stare on me but choose to ignore it running off. Once I'm back in my condo I go in my room and fall back on my bed with a long sigh.

My condo wasn't big but it wasn't small either. With only me here it was perfect. I get in the shower and wash my hair with pomegranate shampoo and body wash. I love the smell plus it's smooth on my skin. I dry off putting on black pants and plain white shirt .

It's only 12pm so I comb out and brush my naturally curly hair, grab my flat iron and begin doing my magic. I usually always have my hair straightened since I don't like my curly hair it's messy and gets everywhere. I don't have time.

Within an hour I'm done. I put on my shoes grab my car keys and head out. I haven't ate all day and I'm starving. "Shit I'm gonna be late" I whisper to myself looking at the time. I forget about the food which is weird because I never forget about food. I'm a walking cow with fast but not fast metabolism.

I pull up to the café going straight in "Right on time" I hear Ken say "Girl if you would've been a second late boss would've been on your a- tail"

I roll my eyes at him while putting on my waist apron "Oh please boss loves me"

"Whatever" he also rolls his eyes

"Ken if you keep putting on eyelashes that big they're gonna eventually get too heavy and fall in one of the coffees" I smirk

"Shut up you're just jealous" I hear him say as I walk away. Yes, Kenny is gay and also the only friend I have. I'm not too worried about making friends but when I do it's nice. Some people who come into the café always have something to say but I'm not gonna let them disrespect him over something that's not their business.

"Excuse me miss I asked for a decaf coffee this isn't it" A lady says with the cup in her hand.

"Oh I'm sorry let me get you another one" before I could get there Ken was already there.

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