4 Summer Came

Ashley finished her junior year with good grades, as was expected. Although she had the whole semester to search for her redhead, none turned up. She was still semi optimistic about the probability (a higher chance than possibility) of meeting her redhead during the summer. She got a job within walking distance at a local ice cream shop where she had to smile at people and act like everything was a party.

Not one week passed before the first boy hit on her. It went something like this-

*Blonde headed boy in a slightly wrinkled tee-shirt* "Hey there, are you as sweet as that ice cream you're holding?"

"Just doing my job."

That was her typical response to almost any question, whether they were flirting with her or not. This one he said was about the cheesiest catch phrase anyone at an ice cream parlor could ever come up with. Cheesy pick up lines were not her thing. "At least he's not being creepy", she thought.

"Aw can't you do more for me?"

"Nope."

That was the best way she thought she could handle the situation. Being blunt was both one of her strengths and weakness. Once he saw his edge was obviously gone, he crisply waved and left. "Well that went well", she mumbled under hear breath as she went on to the next guest of the morning.