Why Not The Second Male-Lead?

Chapter-04

POV: Amelia Grey

BEEP BEEP BEEP-

"ugh... " I wake up to the sound of my annoying alarm. Definitely feeling very groggy and tired because I had stupidly decided to stay awake past 2 A.M in the morning when usually I go to sleep by midnight. Not like thats important but... anyway!

As I get up and head to the bathroom my brother comes into my room and bangs on my bathroom door . . . almost breaking it? you get the idea . "Amy! I'm leaving now! and don't worry I will have breakfast at a cafe with a classmate!"

"OK!" I shout back and continue washing up in the shower. 'geez that guy. . . wait a sec I feel like I'm forgetting something?'

I quickly get out of the shower, wear my clothes, do my hair and reach for my phone. It's 10 AM now... 

'An unread message from this number? ohhh wait this is that jerk's number. I didn't even save it yet... do I need to save it?'

'who cares' with this thought I save his contact as 'Jerk 07'

Wondering why the '07' ? 

well there are six more jerks before him so . . . and I'm not creative enough for names.

 I open the text to Aaron A.K.A 'Jerk 07'.

'Aaron: hey! don't forget and come on time. The reservation is under my name.'

'what? reservation? what is this guy talking abo-. . .' I think as I scroll up to see the previous messages and freeze on seeing the text of me agreeing on a lunch out with him.

'shit... I was so annoyed that I agreed to it without realizing it... I just wanted to sleep...' After I continued staring at my phone for about 10 more seconds I throw it in my bag without even replying to him. 'AHH! whatever. What's done is done. At least now I can have a nice lunch instead of the cafeteria food.'

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'Is this the place?' I think as I stand in front of a huge restaurant building at 1:15 P.M in the afternoon. The restaurant itself covers three floors and has an huge garden area for guests to enjoy outdoor lunch. All the waiters walking around taking orders and serving food, are wearing a black tux-like uniform with a bow.

'The waiters are better dressed than me. . .' I am about to turn around and and call Aaron when a waiter ,who was standing at the front desk earlier, approaches me.

" A Good Afternoon to you miss, are you perhaps Ms. Grey?" Asks the waiter In a professional manner.

"uh... yes?. . ." I answer with a hint of doubt. Not at my name but the fact that this person was actually referring to 'me me' and not another person with the same last name as Grey.

"That's Great. Then please follow me and I will lead you to the V.I.P. room where Mr. Caswall is waiting for your arrival." he says with a smile so professional that I think my smile is probably looking like one long squiggly line.

As we reach the the huge door on the third floor of the building the waiter announces that I have arrived and opens the door for me to enter.

'Did he just ANNOUNCE my name? seriously? What is this? a palace?!'

Upon entering I see Aaron. He is wearing a Teal colored blazer and pants, along with a white shirt which has a few buttons open from the top making the outfit look formal and casual at the same time.

"I definitely feel underdressed" I mutter under my breath so that no one can hear me. I am wearing a pair of mom jeans of dark blue shade with a rust-colored buttoned cropped shirt and my hair is tied up in a messy bun with my bangs framing my face. 

"Oh! You're here!" he says in an excited manner while getting up and pulling a chair backwards clearly indicating for me to take a seat. AND I did. But I was trembling ever so slightly at the sight of four waiters at each corner of the room. I kept my head down and kept mumbling curses under my breath.

I think Aaron noticed me being uncomfortable cause he waved his hand once and all the waiters left. "I Thought you would like this place and decided to choose this place. so? do you like it?" 

He asks after the waiters had left. I felt a bit more comfortable at least. "LIKE it? Are you CRAZY?! I don't have enough money to eat here! and VIP? Are your a VIP?! Bro I have known you for ONE DAY! Never mind that! Am I even DRESSED right for this place?!" I freak out. . . not very Lady like, BUT WHO CARES!

 when I entered this place I thought a bunch of celebrities, royalties, and company owners were having lunch. The way they dressed, to the way they elegantly crossed there leg at the table while gently moving their hands to order the waiters around.

"Hey hey ,chill it's fine. It's my treat for breaking your phone. seriously." he tries to calm me down with a sweat drop on his face.

"Who exactly are you? A prince?!" I continue freaking out.

"uhhh... I'm just a typical rich dude?. . ." he replies while shrugging his shoulder.

stunned with the answer I got from this guy, I throw a piece of bread from the table at his face. But unfortunately for me, he dodges it and the bread goes flying . . . hitting a chef that just entered the room with our food.

After staying in those positions that scream 'oh no! . umm... . what just happened? .'  I sit back down on my seat with my head down due of embarrassment. "I'm so sorry, It was meant for him." I mumble when the chef stands almost next to me placing our food on the table in an organized manner.

"Don't worry miss. Its absolutely alright." the chef replies back to me with a kind smile. This chef seems like the only NORMAL person here... this is gonna make me cry.... 

"pfft-...." I hear Aaron trying really hard not to laugh. I throw a glare at his direction. I feel like throwing the whole table at him.

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