Life with the Delinquent

Chapter Two - Check Please!

Chapter 2

            “Will you hurry up Scar? We’re going to be late!” Dad screamed from the bottom of the stairs.

            “I’m coming old man. I’ll meet you in the car.” I screamed back grabbing my purse off my vanity.

            Breakfast is going to kill me this morning. I trudge down the stairs and stare at my dad. “Well, if we’re going, lets go before I’m forty!” I say walking out, slamming the door behind me.

            “Behave!” My dad says sternly when he makes his way over to the truck.

            “What ever.” I grab my earphones  and put them in to avoid a lecture.

            We arrive at the diner and wait for dick head to show up. I order a water, sit down, and put my feet up on the chair across from me. Normally, I would never act this way in public, or even at home for that matter, but something snapped inside me last night. I’ve been too good, it allows people to walk on me. Not anymore. I’m going to stand up for my self from now on. There’s no way that I’m going to let this douche bag walk on me again.

            “Where is he? I thought he was supposed to be here like twenty minutes ago?” I asked my dad taking a sip out of my water.

            “I don’t know kiddo,” Dad said looking out the window. “Oh, wait. There he is.” Dad said standing up.

            I look out the window to where he’s pointing. Hot damn! Was he that hot before? Dimitry’s jet black hair has been grown out and is falling just into his bright green eyes. Oh, that body!  I mean, you could see his biceps when he walked! Yum! I cant wait to see the rest of his body. If its anything like I think it is, I’ll be in trouble. Wait…. This is Dimitry I’m talking about here. I don’t care how hot he is, I cant let my self fall for this no good, jack ass, player.

            I lean back in my chair and wait for him to approach the table. When he finally did, he just sat right down not even looking at my dad. The nerve of that guy!

            “Waiter!” Dad said loud enough so someone at the counter would hear him. “Would you get this young man a menu, please?” He asked a young looking waiter, who by the way, couldn’t take her eyes off Dimitry.  

            “Yeah, no problem.” She said winking at him. “Here you go.” She said setting down the menu with her number on top of it.

            “Why don’t you just fuck him right here?” I ask her politely.

            “Scarlet Rose!” My dad screamed at me.

            “Well, if she didn’t want me to say it she shouldn’t have looked like she wanted his dick!” I say to him laughing.

            I hear a sexy chuckle coming from my right. I rolled my eyes and took a drink of my water.

            “Jealous?” He asks.

            “Of that slut? Hell no.” I say taking another drink.

            “Scarlet, watch your language.” My dad says.

            “We’ll see.” I said to him.

            “So, Dimitry, are you enrolled in school yet?” He asked Dimitry.

            “Nope.” He said.