The smell of coffee grounds roamed the place, it hit me like a lighting bolt just as we came in. I couldn't resist, but to inhale deeply, I love the smell of coffee it reminds me of home. I could tell I wasn't the only foreigner in this place, I spotted about three and one was an employee. None of them looked Latino.

I looked up at Jun, he was about eight inches taller than me. His black hair was shiny and perfect. I need to use a flatiron to get my hair like that.  "What do you want Isabela?"

"E-Excuse me?"

Jun grins.  "I mean what do you want as in to order. My treat."

How could I be so dumb.  –"Oh, right"
I look at the menu, I know what to order. I tell Jun and he orders, when we get our drinks we sit down on a two person table. I grab my strawberry with green tea lemonade and look at him. He was so handsome. He seemed nice too, but I could never be with him.

Jun chuckles. He was drinking his caramel frappucino, elbow on the table his hand on holding his face. He looked cute alright, worst part is that he was staring at me. My heart skipped a beat and butterflies moved to my stomach. I can't let him know. I need to stay cool.

What should I say? The frustration is killing me.

"So Isabela, "

"Yes?"

"Do those girls keep bothering you?" Asks Jun.

My eyes widen in shock. He knew?  –"U-um well they'll get over it, soon enough"

His gaze was firm on mine, he was so serious. His beautiful eyes are hard to stare at, to hard. Sometimes I wonder if he thinks I'm beautiful too. That's just too up-in-the-clouds.

"You are stronger, why fake it?" I looked away for a second,  "I know you've had a hard time, specially with your studies and copping with those girls, but you have to stand up and... well... just keep fighting."

I grin. "Thanks."

Nevertheless I was disappointed, even while drinking my caramel frapp, because he didn't say the things I wished he did.