* Ali's POV *
He just walked away, I was actually mad.
I had a few things I wish I said, in a joking matter...
But I didn't, I couldn't.
Now I wish I did.
I was looking at my phone.
When a girl came over.
"Hey, I'm Miranda!" she said, over-excitedly.
"And I'm Ali" I said.
"Like, Allison right?" She asked.
"Yeah, but for Aaliyah" I said.
"Oh sorry, assumption." She said.
"No biggie" I said smilling.
"Anyways, come inside already! You can sit with me and my friends." She offered.
I accepted, nodding.
I came to a table, pretty full, I sat down next to Miranda.
"Hey guys, this is Aaliyah, but you can call her Ali." Miranda said introducing me.
Everyone either said, 'hey','hi', or their name back, either way I didn't know who said what.
"Hey," I said back in general.
"Nice restauraunt" the boy next to me said.
"Oh, thanks." I said, forgetting his name.
"I'm Dylan." he said.
"Sorry, I didn't really hear..." I said, blushing a little bit.
"Hey, want to go to the bathroom?" Miranda asked me.
"Sure." I said, I could use one right about now.
We went to the bathroom.
"You have a crush on DYLAN! That's so cute, you guys would make a cute couple too..." said Miranda.
"What? No! No,no!" I said.
"Your face was fuming, RED! By the way, I know I'm coming off way too excited, but I love making new friends, you can trust me, I trust you." She said.
I paused a bit.
You know what? Alright.
"Okay, okay! I trust you, but I don't know him, he's cute and all but... Not at a crush stage yet." I said.
"Okay, and I have a crush on Mark, like a big one!" She said.
"Who's Mark? The blonde?" I asked.
"Yeah, the one two chairs beside Dylan." She said.
We left the bathroom, and went to our table.
We kept giggling.
I made a new friend.
Bugley stopped by our table handing us menues.
I said I didn't need one, I knew it by heart, so I really didn't.
He kept trying to talk to me, but so was Dylan.
So I kept responding to Dylan, and nodding to Bug.
He got the hint, and went to another table.
Didn't seem to phase him at all...
Interesting.
Another waitress came to our table, "Were you guys served?"
Everyone nodded. So I joined.
I asked to be excused, before my stomache rolled.
Went to the kitchen, sat on the counter and ate an apple.
I put my hair up and sat cross-legged.
I didn't care, I was hungry.
Bugley came in, I still didn't care.
"That's the Ali I know." he said.
"Listen," I was chewing. "I'm," I kept chewing. "Hungry" and kept chewing.
"Yeah, I can tell... Your lack of respect for me." he said, grinning.
I noticed his brown hair, he cut it shorter, his lips were thin, he had freckles, pale skin and blue eyes.
"What?" he said.
"You didn't change, except for your growth." I said.
He blushed a bit.
"Aw, my little Bug is blushing." I said.
"You were blushing, I didn't say anything, don't call me out." he said.
I patted the counter next to me.
"Have a seat..." I said.
He looked nervous.
"Why're you nervous?" I said.
I threw my apple, it missed the garbage can.
"Ugh," I went to go get it as I groaned again.
"I'll get it" A voice called out.
"It's okay Bugley" I said.
It wasn't Bug... It was Dylan.
"Oh, thank you." I said.
"No problem" Dylan said.
I kind of blushed.
"UGH" said Bugley.
"What" Dylan and I called out in unison.
"Love birds... I would never touch a gooey apple." said Bugley.
I blushed a bit, so did Dylan.
"Listen, grow up." I said.
"Bugley, is fugley." said Dylan, slapping him.
"What the hell?" I called out confused.
"No, we do this all the time." said Bugley.
[Sorry guys, It's a filler for the next chapter <3.
Get ready.]
