confused life of a fangirl / tvk book series

2- Eggs Benedict at Lunch

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-CHARLIE xx (p.s. it's not charli xcx, hah.)

After our little outing, I decided to go try out the new restaurant everyone's been talking about. My friends say they serve the best breakfast food even if it's lunch or dinner.

Unfortunately, I was so excited that I didn't see some punk rock kid's foot in front of me, and so I tripped. I was surprised when I found myself not on the floor, but in the arms of some random stranger.

"Oh, uh, miss, are you alright?" He asked, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. I blushed furiously and stood up. Who was this stranger who decided to save my face from the floor?

I smoothed out my dress and smiled. "Yeah, I'm okay. Sorry, I'm so clumsy. I was heading for Breakfast-All-Day."

His eyes widened. "Breakfast-All-Day? That's where I'm heading! Would you, uh, like to go with me?" He said, stretching out his hand. Call me crazy, but I accepted his invitation and held his hand the entire way to the restaurant.

In a friendly way, of course. I'm not dumb enough to fall for someone I just met.

Although I'd have to admit, he is kind of charming.

We opened the huge glass doors and entered the restaurant, eyeing the warm brown walls and fuzzy carpet. A waitress greeted us and brought us to a table.

"Good morning, Ma'am and Sir. Here are your menus. You two are cute, by the way." She stated, fangirling a bit. Her co-workers were stifling giggles in the back, making me shake my head.

"We're not a couple." Mr. Stranger and I said at the same time. They all giggled and clapped.

I glared at Mr. Stranger, mouthing, "Why did you do that?"

"Because we really aren't a couple." He mouthed back.

We scanned the menu, looking for something delicious. Hmm, I really want the French Toast. Or maybe the Bacon and Eggs. Or maybe the-

"I'll have the Eggs Benedict please." My companion said, giving the menu back to the waitress. She looked at me impatiently, waiting for my order.

"Oh, uh, I'll have the Bacon Pancakes, thank you." I told her. She smiled and asked, "Any drinks?"

He ordered for Sprite while I ordered water, since I had already drunk Starbucks a while ago. The waitress finally left us alone.

"So, uh, what's your name?" I asked, scratching the nape of my neck.

He smirked. "I knew you'd ask. Call me Quentin."

"Okay, 'Quentin'," I said, making air quotes with my fingers. "What brings you here to the mall?"

He smiled and looked at me. "You know, school stuff. School's in a couple of months and so I have to prepare."

I blushed when he looked at me. Oh gosh Jesha, don't tell me you're falling for this stranger. Remember Kyle and how you both have noses so you're meant to be?

"What about you? What brings a pretty girl like you to the mall?" He flirted, smiling. I played with the end of my dress, blushing furiously. What is it with guys that makes me so awkward?

"Uh, I went out with a friend, but she left early." I replied, studying the other customers. A woman read the newspaper while her son played with a toy boat. The boy caught me staring and started to approach me. I turned my head away quickly and shook it.

"Hi po," the little boy said, sitting beside me. His mom caught sight of him and scowled, but I shook my head and smiled. She nodded and went back to the news. "Do you like my toy boat?"