Thread: Pending title {Mina & Sapphire}

Shifting carefully in the comfortable chair, the teenager??s icy blue eyes never seemed to stray from the small text. The frozen coffee beside him had been long since forgotten ?? just like everyday ?? in his pursuit of a broader range of intellect. Though, today, he hadn??t been reading a dictionary, thesaurus, or any other reference book that people had come to expect from him. Now, it was an account of history between the nations as they grew and developed. It was?interesting, to say the least. No matter how absorbed he seemed to be, time never escaped him, and he tiredly brushed at the silvery strands of hair that obscured a better part of his face. Not that it ever helped, as the curtain of hair simply fell back into perfect order. Picking himself up from the chair, he set the book neatly on a cleared space of shelf, and headed toward the front. This had been happening for about two months now, and the repetitiveness still hadn??t stuck him as odd at all. As happened everyday, pale, slender fingers slid the small time card into the correct slot at exactly two o?? clock in the afternoon. Two o?? one saw the silvery haired teenager quietly handing one of the customers her cappuccino, whilst delivering her exact change without once touching the automated calculator built into the cash register. That??s right, Zexion had stared aimlessly at their menu for so long, and he had completely memorized every single price and extra that could possibly be put on the beverages that they sold to various strangers everyday. One would come to the realization that Zexion had no life whatsoever, but that wasn??t the case. He simply had a talent for memorization, and he had never done anything half-assed in his life. The boy would usually show up a half an hour early, order a small coffee, and disappear into one of the corners with one of his many books until he had to clock in. Yep, Zexion rather liked his self-planned schedule, and stuck with it almost every day. Some, if not all, of his coworkers seemed to be used to him by now. Naturally, he couldn??t stand most of them ?? because half of the people that worked his shift were kids who??d just finished a day of school. They all seemed to possess the same idiotic view that work was beneath them. But, they were all either fired, or had quit within two weeks, so it never really irked him for too long. In all cases, Zexion considered himself to be far older than these?imbeciles. Though, this was not always in the physical sense, but the mental sense. It just didn??t seem logical to classify himself in their category. After graduating high school early, he had simply devoted his life toward gathering enough money to attend college. And what place was better than this? Aside from the same, distant gaze that Zexion politely directed towards the customers, this was actually his preferred atmosphere. It was almost always calm, since the high school kids, and other irritating delinquents usually just ordered their coffee to go. Everyone who stayed was fairly mild, sitting in their respective chairs or tables, reading or doing homework. Before graduating, the slate-haired boy usually came here in the mornings to finish up assignments. The atmosphere was rather nostalgic, and Zexion always did have a particular taste for things long since past. Carefully folding his hands on the counter, icy blue eyes traced the scratches that appeared in the wood over time. The last two daily rushes came at four and six. School kids, and then the dinner rush. After that, people would just come and go at random. Of course, it was nothing like in the morning, when everyone for miles had to stop and get their coffee before continuing the day. To top if off, they were always unnecessarily grouchy. Needless to say, Zexion had only offered to fill that shift once, and he??d been working two to ten ever since. It wasn??t that he had an aversion to people. Quite the contrary, he rather enjoyed company, but it had to be the right person. Call it judgmental, but Zexion found that his opinion of most people drifted more towards the negative plane of existence. After deeming said person unappealing, the boy would simply ignore them, but it didn??t really take affect on any of the customers. Sure, he saw the same faces, but it wasn??t as though he had to deal with them much at all. It was a flawed system, but it was one that Zexion had devised over the years, and it had done him well so far.