I may be placing a physical version of Rivershore Books inside the story...it's there in the current draft, at least. A bookstore/coffee shop mix is one of my goals for Rivershore, so I thought it would be fun to include that in the book.
He swung his bag over his arm as he kicked his skateboard into place under his feet. A few blocks later, he saw the large “Rivershore Books” above the front of the coffee shop. Reluctantly, he skidded to a halt and set the skateboard near the bike rack.
Robbie let out a low breath before pushing open the door. I don’t even like coffee, he thought bitterly. And the smell makes it even worse. Why did I pick this place, anyway? Dad just said I needed a job. He didn’t say where.
Robbie’s nose scrunched up as he anticipated the scents inside the store. He didn’t even say I needed a job; he just said I couldn’t have a car unless I paid for it myself. Do I really want a car this badly?
He scratched his head and his eyebrows drew together, but he knew the answer even before he had asked the question: Yes.
“You just gonna stand there like a freak, or are you actually going to help me today?”
Robbie turned from the unopened door and glanced at the young woman. “Hey. I know you. Well, I know of you.”
She rolled her eyes. “I don’t love the idea of you being here, twerp. Don’t make it worse.”
“I’m not. I’ve just seen you around. What’s your name?”
She pointed to her nametag: Kara. Without a word, she turned her back to him as she entered the coffee shop. “If you don’t get in here, I’ll tell Shannon you were late and she’ll fire you.”