chapter 22

Anastasia's POV

One-fuck I'm dead, I shouldn't have said that.

Two-why am I sitting in a dumpster? Oh right! I feel like shit. Why did I even get mad at Scarlett? She's a cinnamon roll! I hate being complimented, that's all! someone complimenting me makes me feel disgusted! during a royal banquet, nobles just try flatter the royal family too much. It would make me want to throw up hearing their sugar-coated words. My parents hate people schmoozing. Runs in the family.

Why did I even feel like she was one of those nobles? She's mortal. I'm a horrible person. Why am I even caring if im a horrible person or not? Must be because of Scarlett. her vibes are rubbing on me.

I put my hand in my pocket to grab out the money. First time in my immortal life, I never imagined making money at a coffee shop slash foodies' stop. Yes, a lot of hungry people come here. People who just want a fuck, get out. The money added up to about 150, if you excluded tip. The clothes she bought me were about 50-100. I'll just give her a 100. Do mortals do that, like giving money to apologise?

No, only people from the fanfics Scarlett reads have them. Those kinds of people. People don't that. Makes them look like some snob. And those fanfic writers! How dare they make them horrible people! "stop overreacting, punk!" my brain barked. Thank you. Now where was I? Oh yes, I'll just give her the money that I owed her and then apologies? yes good plan!

I leave the dumpster place and enter the cafe through the back door with the bucks. First thing I see was Scarlett's head. The next second it collided with my chin. Bam! 'ow' she winced while I just shut up my mouth with my hand. I wanted to yell out 'I CAN'T FEEL MY TEETH!' but that would be too overreacting. Does it feel like that for a second? I grab my chin with my hands because of pain. I gaze down to my sugar mommy. LOL. She looks up too.

We just stare at each other for a long time. Her eyes weren't brown. They were red and brown, mixed with each other and almond-shaped. Her face was like a heart. Her skin was chocolate-like and her nose was cute. She had cheeks that made me want to just squeeze and peck them. She was... actually really beautiful. I may call girls cute, hot because I wanted to date them or be them. Some guys would sometimes try to ask her out on a date or something, but she would turn them down by telling to find a much better girl. She always would say she's not that pretty for an excuse, but Scarlett was beautiful, she didn't know it.

We kept staring at each other, gazing it all in, and we didn't notice Margret had sneaked upon us. She was about to say something, but Scarlett beat her to it. She sneezed out of nowhere and scared the shit out of both of us.

'where you two going to kiss?' Margret asked after we two calm down. And I blushed, I don't know about Scarlett but 'I'm sure I blushed like crazy. I looked at Scarlett with the corner of my eye. She did the same and our eyes met. I turned away from her, red as a strawberry. I gave a look at the weirdo here that translated, 'I'm going to murder you tonight by boiling you in a cauldron!'