Peter doesn't even mean to drink a coffee this morning.
He was up early because the track team said they will be training for the upcoming tournament but turn out the teacher is sick so it's  canceled at the last minute. Without informing him. No one was there except him, not even Molly or Drew, his supposed friends on the same track team. Sometimes he wonders why is he still friends with them. He's too great for them.
Anyway, he comes to college to early and his first lesson isn't in one hour and half and since he woke up pretty earlier than normal, he needs caffeine to bear this day.
He enters at this coffee shop where every students of Divergent University go.
He's not very a coffee person, he's rather energizing drink, so he doesn't know much about the variety of coffee there are. He doesn't even know that one could put milk onto. Since he has time to waste, he choose to discover and order a latte, medium size. To drink on the spot, so he could update on his lesson.
"What's the name?"
Peter raises a brow, not really used to be asked his name, even if it's a custom on coffee shop, the more know is Starbucks. He gives it anyway to wanting to make fuss this early. He isn't a morning person neither.
"Peter."
After giving his name, he pays and is asked to wait on the side. When it's finally comes, he doesn't even look at the barrista and mumbles a thank before heading his way to an empty table.
It's only then he looks at his cup.
Beautiful.
That's the word written under his name. He turns the cup because it isn't the only word.
It's a beautiful name.
Surprise, he is. It's the least he could say. So now, one writes a comment under the customer's name? He wouldn't say he's bothered, more flatter but now he's curious. There is two workers at the counter, one at the cash and the other preparing the drinks. Logically, it's the second who could write it but after a long observation, he notices the second always passes the cup he prepared to the first then this one tend to the customer. And sometimes, he writes something. In hindsight, it makes more sense since he's the one who asks the question and wrote it the first time before passing the cup to his co-worker then takes it back to write again. Well, times to times, cause he also catches him just giving the drink back without anything.
Peter is suddenly caught by what he sees. The barista is young, about 18, probably a student who works to pay his fees. Dark hair, green eyes, a hooked nose and dimpled cheeks. He actually is kind of good looking, Peter admits to himself.