The train

Ch. 2 [N]

Sitting across from Ivan, my eyes drifted to his backpack next to him. As he was ranting about who knows what, I got lost in thought. I remember exactly how I met the pair and boy, was it an adventurous day.

Flashback

Most of the things in America are quite different from the stuff in Canada. From the currency to the people, I thought to myself quietly as I found myself on a street I was not familiar with and my GPS was not helping.

It was only my fifth day in New York and I was leaving my small yet cozy apartment for some food other than granola bars and power drinks. Over those days though, most of my stuff from back home was making its way over. I didn't have many things so I also pre-ordered basic home items such as a mini couch, a table, kitchenware, a lot of clothes, and much more.

That day when I left, I wore a nice oversized tan sweater tucked into some fitting blue jeans and I paired it with a similar colored beanie and laced up black high tops. Wasn't very overtop but hey, I sure was comfortable and warm in it. The weather network could've given me a warning for this eventful day though. That would've been nice.

There I stood, confused but tried to mask it over with a small smile as I frantically tried locating where I was. After a few short minutes, I got the GPS to work again and I was back walking to the diner that was walking distance from where I lived. How I got so lost still beats me to this day. Finally finding my destination, I pocketed my cell and opened the big ol' doors the diner owned. Everything looked straight out of a movie. Just like the ones you'd see on TV but just ten times better. I took a deep breath in and was hit with all the aromas circling the diner. I noticed the different types of seating around the diner before I chose a small corner booth. It had a booth chair along the wall and a small table in front of it with a matching color and textured bar stools placed behind the table. Quite a grand choice of seating for a single person but knock your socks off.

I sat down on the booth couch thing and smiled as I looked down at the menu. It was just as colorful and pretty as the diner and the food options were endless. So many varieties but so little time. After a quick game of heads and tails, I narrow down my options to two. Either the "classic turkey melt" or the "fruity pancakes". Both sounded filling but I went with the pancakes. I mean, who can say no to that?

As I waited for my waiter to come over, I unlocked my phone to scroll through some social media and go through my to-do list. I peeked up from my phone for a second to see if anyone was coming over and my eyes locked with this brown set of eyes across the room as I searched for anyone I could call to take my order. I felt my cheeks grow really warm and probably a light shade of red as I looked him over. His curls were softly laid on his forehead, he had pierced ears and one hell of a jawline. His skin was flawless and glowing and it looked as if he was at least 6 feet tall. He sat facing my direction with someone else who was facing him at a small round table with two stools. From what I could make out, was that it was a girl and her style must've been impeccable.

I stopped staring for a moment and turned my attention elsewhere, from the corner of my eye though, I could see the guy quietly chuckling to himself. Quiet enough the girl didn't seem to notice. He was handsome and I couldn't believe I had just embarrassed myself like that.

I sighed and brought my hands over my stomach as it growled. It was taking a long time and I was craving an actual meal. Just then, I looked back at the table where the pair sat and I could see the girl getting up from where she was and walking over to the counter where some servers were. She grabbed an apron and a notepad and I thought, finally. Someone's coming to take my order. My eyes followed her discreetly around the room where she then made it back to the table she was sitting at.