LOVE AT LOST SIGHT

CAHPTER THREE

Sam

Its 12 in the afternoon and my first day at work already feels like hell. The place is never empty. I have to be serving two tables at a time. I could never see myself doing waitress work as a long term job; its just to earn enough to save towards college.

Maybe I shouldnt have gone to the party, maybe if I had stayed home I would have gotten the sleep I should have and I sure as hell wouldnt have got dumped into by that handsome man in blue jeans and white T-shirt, with eyes anyone could dro-

Are you even listening to me? My day dreaming was cut off by a customer

Im sorry, just a little tired I took his order and walked away feeling embarrassed about day dreaming about someone who doesn't even know me.

Sad little puppy I said to myself in a whisper.

A crowd of boys walked in, I didnt turn around to see if I knew any of them. I went over to their table to take their orders. Good Afternoon my name is Samantha, and Im here to take your order. I could feel eyes piercing through me, I looked up and to my surprise I was staring back at those deep blue eyes I kept thinking of.

I tried to focus on each order given. When it was his turn to order I tried to keep my eyes on the note pad. I took his order with sweaty hands and a nervous smile.

I quickly walked away after taking their orders. I would have never thought Id run into him again. Part of me is glad that I got to see him again but the other part of me didnt want him to see me like this. Its weird because I literally know nothing about this guy.

What if he doesnt like me the way I like him? What if he thinks Im weird? Maybe I should let it go, but what if he does like me? I guess Ill never know.

I returned with their food.

When do you get off work? I heard someone asked

Samantha is it?

Umm... yeah

The question is yours

Me?

You dont see any of us working, do you? He slowly pushed back a portion of his silky hair that fell on his face.

Oh Um 7, I get off at 7

Kool Ill be here by 6:50

Okay...

He gave me a killer smirk and I walked away with a confused smile if anyone saw me theyd probably think Im going mad. Thinking about why hes coming back here at 6:50, Maybe its really nothing, maybe hed like to order something to eat later tonight.

This will be the thought of the day.

Why does he even want to see me? What if he asks me questions I wont be able to answer? What if I get nervous that the words dont come out the way I want them to?

I have so many questions that Ill get the answers to in exactly 4 hours and 15 minutes.

Time has been so unkind or maybe its because I couldnt take my eyes off my watch ever since he left. I decided that I would check the time again after Ive served the two more customers. Maybe that would speed the time up a little.

Its now 6:30. I looked outside to see if he decided to come a little earlier, then the thought hit me. What if he doesnt show up I would be excited this whole time for nothing. I would be sad if he doesnt show up but I cant be mad about it, besides hes not my boyfriend, hes not even my friend.

By 6:45 I went to change out of my work uniform. I grabbed my bag and told my coworkers goodnight. I checked the time one last time. It was exactly 7:00 I scanned through the diner but no sign of him a flash of disappointment went through me. I stepped outside and closed my eyes to accept the cool breeze that passed by.