Live by the Sun, Love by the Moon

Chapter One

My life hasn't always been so damn complicated. There was a time, a long, long time ago when it was simpler. But those days are gone. Most of the time now, I'm busting my ass just to make it by. Working two jobs and being a full time student isn't a easy task. Worrying about stuff most 19 year olds just don't have to.

This man in a weird, funny looking dark blue sweater and a bad comb over was standing at the front. He looked impatient already. I walk over and before I can even ask what can I get him, he starts saying his order.

Hello, can I get a white chocolate mocha with caramel. And a blue berry muffin.

As soon as he's done saying the order I start making it since it seems like he has somewhere really important to be.

Ok, one white chocolate mocha with carmel and a...

No, no, caramel. I asked for caramel.

Sir, that's what I said, one white chocolate mocha with carmel. Carmel, caramel, it's the same.

No, it isn't actually, Carmel is actually the name of several different cities and towns all across the country and the world, including places like New York, California, West Australia and El Carmel in Spain, where as caramel, is a confectionery product made by heating any of a variety of sugars. And is used as flavoring in puddings, ice creams or by itself either as a solid like caramel squares or a sauce, like the kind I want on my coffee.

This guy is crazy. He just took me through a history of Carmel or caramel whatever.

We'll aren't you just a little Wikipedia? Look, sir, I've had a pretty long week and I could really give two shits about how to pronounce Carmel or caramel or camel. My point is either you want the damn coffee or you don't.

He gets really quiet but doesn't move. So I assume he still wants it.

That will be 4.36. I say with a fake smile. He hands me exact change, grabs the coffee and muffin and walks away.

Have a nice day sir! Working at the coffeehouse is almost the worst job ever. I think I rather shove shit off the side of the street. I deal with caffeine addicts all day, crazy tips and terrible hours.Or terrible tips and crazy hours. Five in the morning to nine in the morning. Then I have school, 10:15 to 3:00pm and then my second job. It's a repeating cycle and it never changes.

I change out of my uniform and get dressed for school. I see Lisa in the locker room, getting ready for her shift.

Lulu, I haven't seen you all week, Where you been? She reaches over and hugs me.

You know, work and stuff… How have you been? I ask back.

You know. Same as always tired. The baby has been keeping me up, everyone up actually. I think my mom is actually gonna kick us out for it.

Haven't you and Tommy been saving money for your own place? I try not to get too involved with my co-workers business. Especially living situations. It starts off as a simple how you doing, then they start talking about getting kicked out of their place and eventually they're asking you if they can stay for a few days. Which turned into weeks then months, then years.

Yeah we are, but you know how stuff can be. You think you're getting on top and then a new bill comes or something needs to be fixed, the car needs gas, the baby has a cold. It's hard. I didn't really imagine this life for myself at 19.

Tell me about it.

I know where their money is going. I just didn't have the heart to tell Lisa. But I see Tommy at the club every single Friday with a stack of ones in his pocket. Of course I want to tell her. She's one of the few people I would consider a friend. But in order to bust him, I'll have to tell on myself, and I'm not prepared for that yet. Me and Tommy have a mutual understanding about the club. What happens there, stays there. Like Vegas.

I finished getting dressed and grabbed my stuff. I told Lisa I’ll see her tomorrow and I left. I walked to the back of the shop where we have to park our cars. Someone was sitting by mine. It's a man. Or a boy. I couldn’t see his face. His back was turned to me and all I could see was brown hair and a leather jacket. I walk up to it slowly, he didn't see me though. All I could see was the back of his head and then, he turned around. It’s Toby.

Chapter Two

Hey. He says.

I pause. I don't move or say anything. Me and Toby use to be best friends. The best. We did everything together. From the time we met when we were ten to 16. He was a party boy and I was a study girl. I loved him, like truly loved him, but he said he just didn't feel that way about me. After that, I was crushed But I got over it. We stopped hanging out as much and talking, but we were fine.Until one day I went to a birthday party for our friend Maggie, he was drunk and started talking about how I poured my heart out to him, calling me pathetic and how I was a loser and so dumb to think a boy like him would ever give a girl like me a chance. I just remember everyone laughing at me. I became a joke. Soon everyone at school knew and it got so bad, I just left all together. That was a little over a year ago and I haven't talked to him since. And now he's sitting on my car.

Well aren't you gonna say something? He says to me.

No. I walked to my car and open the door. He holds it open while I tried to close it.

Please, Luna, let me explain please.

I really don't have time, I have to go to school.

Tonight then?He pleads.

I have work.

Again? Didn't you just get off?

I have another job. What? Are you stalking me? I closed the door and started the car. He started tapping on the window so I let it down.

Meet me back here at 4. You'll have ten minutes to 'explain yourself.' I closed the window and drove off.I hope I don't walk into class late because of him. I hate him. But I don't have time to think about that now.

Chapter Three

I get to school 5 minutes late. My teacher has already started the lecture. I take a seat in the back and pull out my notebook. I know he has noticed my late arrival. I’ve been late five times this month already, and it's only the 11th. Mr. Banks is a pretty nice teacher, but I don’t want him to think I’m not taking this serious. He’s the person I’m relying on to give me good recommendations. Plus, I think it’s pretty important to pass your psychology class, if you plan on being, well a psychologist.

Now we do not have class tomorrow but Wednesday is your exam, so make sure you study for it. That’s all I got for today, class dismissed. Luna, can I speak to you please?

I walk down to the front of the room to the desk. Mr Banks sat on the desk and waits for all the students to leave before he starts talking.

Luna, how are you? He starts off asking.

I’m fine.

Good. Well the reason I wanted to talk you is one, you came to class late... again. Two, I know you've been working really hard to make it on honor roll this semester. And I got some extra credit opportunities for you.

Sure yeah. What is it?

Well, it’s kinda like an internship as well. It's a 12 week program at Hanson and Smith law firm.

A law firm? What will I be doing?

Well, I think you'll be doing work like a personal assistance.

I can do that.

I know you can, that's why I recommended you for the job.

Well, thank you. When do I start?

"Well, the job doesn't start till Monday, but it would be great if you can get down there between now and then. Just to introduce yourself and figure out what your getting into.

Ok, Well I'll try to get over there tomorrow.

Great. Good luck.

Thank you.

Oh, and Luna,

I turn back around. He’s sitting at his desk grading what I assume are test.

You better show up for class on time from now on.

Of course sir. I smile then leave.

This is great. I just need one more thing to do. I couldn't pass this up though. It would look really good on my transcripts and future resumes. But I'll have to take some time off from the coffee house. 12 weeks is a long time, but I'll work it out.

The rest of the day I was trying to plan out how I was going to make the next 12 weeks work out for me. After I was done with my classes, I went back to the coffee house and I saw Toby sitting inside. With two coffees on the table. When I walked in, he stood up and waited for me to sit. So now he wants to be a gentleman. Where the hell was that when he was ripping my heart out of my chest?

I already ordered your drink. Triple espresso latte.

Thanks. I take a sip of the coffee and put it back down.

I don't really drink coffee anymore, I can't stand it after I started working at the coffee house. Just the smell of it gets me.

Ok. I say. I was already irritated. Even before he spoke.

Ok, so I guess I just wanna start by saying, I’m sorry for the way things ended with us. You didn't deserve that.

Yeah I know. Apology accepted. Thanks. I stand up to leave.

Wait. Lu, please sit.

It’s been so long since I've heard someone call me Lu. Toby is the only person that really does it.

Toby, I really don't have anything else to say to you.

Well, I do. I just… I want us to be back to the way we were.

Toby, just so we understand each other. We will never be back to where we were. Ever. I kinda think you ruined that when you called me self absorbing control bitch.

You have to admit, you use to have control issues.

He says with a smile. I don't find it very funny.

You're still the same. I stand up one more time to leave, this time he stands up too.

Luna, You don't understand. I need you right now. I know I haven't been there for you and I was a ass when I was but, right now, I need you.

I looked at him, and for a second, I almost see my old friend again. The boy I loved.

"Right after you said all that shitty stuff about me at that party. I hoped you would run after me and say something like that to me. That you really did feel the same way I did. The way it happens in the movies. But it didn’t, because it wasn't a movie. It was real life, my real life. So when you didn't. I gave up. Not only on you. On everything I thought I wanted. Something snapped in me and I haven't been the same person since. I stopped trying to get people to love me. I stopped trying to keep people from walking out of my life. I just gave up. You were all I had left when my mom got sick and you didn't even care. If you of all people, the boy who was suppose to be my best friend didn’t even care about me, who would? I just don't have time for people in my life that don't have