Even the baristas ended up catching on after a while on Michael's little scheme.

"And the same for you, crazy hair boy?" The girl asked before Michael even said a word. He bit his lip and nodded, running his fingers through his unkempt galaxy do.

"Okay. We need two Strawberry Cheesecake's!" The cashier directed towards her coworker.

The brunette beauty just shook his head as they went to make their orders.

"Why do you always copy me?" He spoke up after a moment, curiously.

Michael looked over and retorted, "How do you know you aren't reading my mind and copying me."

He scrunches up his nose in confusion and begins, "What? That doesn't even make sense-" before Michael cuts him off with a shrug.

"You're hot and have a good taste in drinks." He blurts out.

He blushes more furiously than Michael ever saw previously. Honestly, that should have been him considering what he just did.

Regardless, the boy didn't say anything for a moment in shock before he mumbled out, "You don't even know my name."

"Well then, what's your name? I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."

He hesitated but eventually said. "It's Calum."

"Calum... that's nice, it fits you."

Calum snorted. "Well thanks, I guess. What's yours?" Michael was about to reply, but he continued, "No wait. Let me guess. Your name's Calum too?"

It took Michael a second to understand his joke, but when he did he replied back with equal sarcasm. "How'd you know!?" He gasped.

Calum just shook his head again. "Really though?"

"Okay, you're right. I'm not honored enough to be a Calum. My name's Michael. Or crazy hair boy apparently to everyone else." He grinned and held out a hand for Calum to shake.

Calum offered his hand in return. Michael definitely didn't take note of how firm and calloused, yet still soft, it was.

"Well, they're not wrong. But I think it looks cool." He replied, smiling and scanning his eyes over his colorful locks.

"Thank you. It's not as cool as it was a couple of weeks ago though. It's fading, I need to dye it again soon. Guess I should have started bothering you earlier, you could have seen it in it's prime."

Calum laughed a bit, "It still looks nice. Are you dyeing it that way again?"

"I don't know yet. Just like your drinks, I usually get something different each time. Trying to do them all." He smirked.