One Step Closer

Chapter 3 - Whatever..!

Okay. Be cool. Don't you dare freak out! Just agree and leave before you die making a fool out of yourself.

I take a deep breath and put on a straight face."Okay. Sure, wherever you like.. when? what time?"

"Whoa! Easy there tiger! hahaa.. I dint know we were making a business deal here." he says with a grin.

I roll my eyes and give him a dont-waste-my-time look...well mostly to his nose. Kill me! But I just cant look into his eyes!

"Ouch woman! Dont kill me with those looks! Its already hard enough getting you to talk."

I blush and look down to my fingers. OMG. Cant we just get over with this without turning the conversation about me?

"Fine. Sorry. So, where do you want me to meet you at?"

He smiles his awedorable smile and says " Well since we are already here and as I can see you are done with your shopping, how about now? There is this small little café I know around the corner. What say?"

The sooner the better. "Cool."

We go up to his car and mind you...its like THE car of any guy's dreams!!

I sit in the passenger seat and buckle up. He does the same but only after smirking at me. What is it with playboys and their smirks!? Like seriously, they should be afraid of getting that crooked face stuck forever.

We end up in a small counter in this cozy café that he mentioned earlier. Hmm.. this seems like a nice place to relax. How come I dint notice it before? I should try and visit this place often. Maybe I could bring my books an....

"....llo? Diana? Hello?!?"

Huh? Why is he waving at me like that when I am just in front of him?

"Oh! Thank God! I was starting to get scared for you. You dont seem to be missing any part of your brain though. With that pretty face of yours, I dont blame you.."

....aaand cue to that royal-insult smirk.
Omg I dont think he can maintain a straight fac.... Wait a second!
Did he just mean Im an Airhead?!

"Did you just say what I think you said?" I ask him with my eyes narrowed.

He orders something from the menu which I dint even bother looking at.
He looks at me and frowns innocently.
"What?"

Oh no you dont!

"Did you just mean that I am nothing but an airhead? I most probably have an IQ thrice that of yours! And if you think Im a nerd who is just gonna swoon over everything you do, admitting that you actually are this hot guy you think you are, then you are completely wrong James!!"

I take a deep breath, still fuming at him. Now that my death glare has reduced to an almost-death glare, I notice through the red that he is shaking.

Ha! That's right. He should be scared of even thinking of offending me. But what's this? Is he having a seizure?

"What? Are you okay? What's happening? What's with the face and the shaking?" I ask confused.

He straightens up and takes his coffee which appears out of nowhere. He takes a sip and looks between me and my cup of whatever.

I sigh and take a sip from mine and wait for his answer.

"Well.. Since I was a kid, I have had this way of responding to cute outbursts from hot girls, and its called laughter.. " he said and waited for my response.

I thought of getting up and hitting his arms and leaving but his smile... Oh God!.. and I ended up blushing and looking down.

"Whatever..." I say, looking at the foam design in my coffee cup. "Well this place is nice. Do you come here often?"

"Hmm yeah. Kinda help these people whenever I am bored or feel like it. I have friends here. I ll get you to meet them sometime."

"Oh cool." So he helps people. That sooo doesn't seem like him. Or maybe, just maybe, I've been judging this book by it's cover.

"Hey. Don't get so lost on me. I feel left out." He is about to pull his, I guess, supposedly puppy-dog face when we are interrupted by a girl.

I turn around to where James is looking and lo and behold. Brenda Foster.

The. Brenda. Foster.

Im so out of here!