Bad Boys Bring Heaven To You...

May 1st

My alarm clock woke me up at five in the morning, early enough to get myself ready for work and then leave by 6:00 to there by 6:30 in time for my shift to start. I normally wouldn't want to wake up so early, but I don't have a car so I pretty much walk everywhere I go. Today was also the beginning of May which meant there were twenty-three days left until my twenty-fourth birthday. It was something I should be looking forward to, but I've never had a reason to be excited for my birthday. My parents had bigger celebrations for my sister and only gave me a cake and one present from each of them. For now, this year's birthday meant I was getting closer to the day I would finally leave and make my own life outside of this place.

As I walked down the street to make my way to the diner, I noticed in the middle of town a large group of people gathering at the local motel where barely anyone checks in since people don't really pass through here. I almost ignored it to avoid being late to work, but then again, I've never seen something like this before and wanted to know what was going on. I crossed the street carefully to check for myself what all the commotion was. The entrance to the motel was crowded and I wouldn't be able to fit my way through.

I asked the first person closest to me, "Hey, what's going on? Why is everyone gathering here?" They responded to me by explaining, "There was this stranger from out of town spotted riding into ours on a big ol' motorcycle and they looked like a straight-up rebel! Everyone's thinking they've checked into the motel, but even the clerk says he hasn't seen anyone new check in today." After hearing their answer to my question, I thanked them and turned back around to head to work.

A stranger, huh? It wouldn't be the first time we've had visitors here, but rarely anyone has stayed, since this place is pretty boring. Still wasn't sure if this "stranger" was worth all this buzz and excitement. I haven't even seen them but if they're not at the motel, they've either taken shelter somewhere else or they chose to pass by this town. Soon enough, people will forget and it will go back to a normal day-by-day basis for everyone here.

I started my shift on time and fastened my name tag on my uniform while also carrying my notepad in my hand to take the customers' orders. Mornings were usually slow and steady since most customers who came in before 9:00 only stopped by for a coffee or some pancakes. Our cook, Jerry, was very good at his job and never missed a beat. If they ever wanted to, they could easily leave this joint and open their own cooking diner run by them and be an overnight success with their fast and great service.

When the hour of 12:00 arrived and it was the lunch hour now, it started to get a little busier with people coming in to eat a meal and some milkshakes. Nothing I couldn't handle. After working long enough, I've gained the skill to be quick when taking people's orders and bringing it to them. I was also quick at cleaning up messes if they ever occur so we weren't backed up too much and we could maintain a steady flow.

I heard the bell that hangs in the front door ring indicating someone had stepped in, but I didn't have time to look as I took a family's order for lunch. "So that's two cheeseburgers, three orders of fries, and three colas, right?" They affirmed their order and then I told them, "Okay, great. It should all be ready in less than 10 minutes. May I help you with anything else in the meantime?" The parents shook their heads and thanked me before I went to the booth where I ask Jerry for my orders to be made soon.

I turned around to get the next order from someone only to bump into someone and lose my balance. I fell back expecting to land on the cold, hard, tile floor...but I didnt. Instead, I opened my eyes to realize I was caught in the arms of a tall, slender and rebellious-looking boy who was looking into my eyes underneath those shades he was wearing. He helped me get back up on my feet and was holding me close to him with his hands on my waist to prevent me from falling again, little did he know how his contact was making me extremely nervous.

"Are you okay?", he asked me with a friendly smile while also lowering his shades enough to look at me with an arched brow. I caught my breath just looking at him and his beautiful features: pale yet fair skin, jet-black hair that stood up in the air, and those mesmerizing brown eyes that were more captivating than anyone's eyes I've ever seen. Even his voice was sending shivers throughout my body along with his smile that made my heart throb.

I gulped down my nervousness to nod at him and respond with, "Mm-hmm... um, thank you..." He shook his head and said, "Don't mention it. It's my fault for being in your way, I was just looking for a restroom but I guess I wasn't looking where I was looking. Still..." He lifted his hand to tuck some hair behind my ear and keep eye contact with me as he finished his statement, "You should be more careful next time. I wouldn't want you to fall and hurt yourself too bad. Okay, darling?" I could barely speak as he was inches from my face, I was able to give him a nod. He gave me a wink and told me, "See you around", before heading to leave the diner, leaving me dumbfounded and breathless.

For the rest of the day, I actually found it hard to stay focused on my job. I couldn't stop thinking about the boy who saved me from falling and give me the prettiest smile I've ever seen on a boy. He must have been the stranger everyone was raving about and now I know why. Someone like him could never be from around here and I have no idea if he'll stay for long. Maybe it doesn't matter, I don't know why I keep on about him. He was probably just being nice and felt bad for what happened. There's no way a boy like him would want to spend more time with a girl like me.