The Nerd Introduced to the Jocks Parents (In Editing)

Chapter 63- Part 2

A/N Yes, the chapter is rather short, but as you can tell from the name... This is part two of the last chapter, because I had not wanted to exceed the four Wattpad Pages, I had last time. And for Note when I enter my editing stages, all of the (part 1 and 2's) of chapters, will be turned into one, some chapter will be moved completelyy around. So It will be a big diffrence in the editing stages.

Chapter 63- Part 2

"Oh my gosh." My mouth flopped open when we arrived at the place. Tyler continually lectured me on the way here, about my impatience of where we are going. I had been in the middle of yelling at him, when we walked into, what looked like from the outside, a regular restaurant. I felt his warm hand cup my chin, and pull it back up to my face.

"No matter how beautiful I think you are, that face does not suit you." He teased, I blushed and glared at him. "This is a high end restaurant, my aunt was proposed to here." He said intertwining our fingers and leading me to the front desk.

"Sir, how can I help you?" The girl asked from behind the counter, she was extremely pretty. She had dark brown hair, and the skin to match. Her electrifying grey eyes stood stark against her high cheek-bones and full lips. The true image of an African-American beauty.

"Table for Peterson." His voice was direct and demanding, and suddenly he looked more like a college buisness man and not my high-school boyfriend. Or... High-school, fake boyfriend.

"Right this way Mr. Peterson." She grabbed two menu's and lead us through the room where many older couples and a few younger ones sat in a quiet murmur. Tyler let go of my hand to pull my chair out, before taking his seat.

"The waiter will be here in a few moments to take your order. We ask if you leave a tip, for no checks. Thank you, and have a nice dinner." She sent me a discrete wink before walking off. I stared after her, its wasn't often you saw such a model.

"Why do you keep staring at her so funny?" He asked looking at me funny, I turned to him.

"Did you not look at her?" I asked in shock.

"Yea... Kind of had to in order to talk to her." He rolled his eyes.

"She looks like and African Princess! How can you not stare at her." I asked floored.

"Easy. I came here with you." he said picking up his menu, I was really floored.

"Yea, but I wouldn't be mad for looking. I did." I said, not sure why he wouldn't look at her, just because I was here.

"Fella, I didn't stare at her because I thought it was wrong. I meant it was easy not to stare at her, I came here with the most beautiful girl here, and was to busy staring at you." He explained without looking up from the menu. My head lurched in my throat, and I felt my hands get clammy. How can he so calmly say something like that? I grabbed my menu and tried to read it, but my mind couldn't focus on it. It was to set on the guy across from me, who was scanning through the menu in interest.

"Decide what your having?" I asked, he looked up and smiled.

"I have been here to many time, I already knew what I was getting. How about you?" I shook my head.

"No, I can't focus on reading the menu for some reason."

"Probably because you need the food. Don't worry, I will order for you. I know you'll like it." I nodded, feeling slightly awkward.

"Sir, Are you ready to order?" I turned to the deep Spanish accent, and a male model of Spain was asking it. My mouth dropped open, where the hell do they get their employee, Exotic Perfect R Us?