#{milly}

“I am terribly sorry...” The waitress apologized after accidently spilling the coffee. “You weren’t hurt, were you?” Her tone had a hint of sadness but mainly worry in it. She never was this clumsy so it scared her a little that this happened to her. She would normally even lecture others at the café of holding their trays more carefully and now this. “I will get you a new cup, would you like to borrow a shirt as well?” 

“What I would recommend?” The waitress repeated with a thoughtful look as she tapped the back of her pen against her chin. “I personally really love the blueberry parfait my colleague makes but all his parfaits are good to be honest with you. Of course it all depends on personal taste.” She spoke in a calm manner, perhaps this customer hated blueberries, that way her recommendation would be pointless.

Milly walked down the school halls, as always, in a skirt and heels, her makeup perfectly done. She was one of the popular kids, the total opposite of Noah. She went to her locker and pushed her books in, unaware of what Noah had to ask her. She then pulled out her English book and put it into her purse for the next class.