" what are you doing here? " i said.
" now, now, Natalie, is that the way you treat your prince charming? " he smirked.
" what do you want Nathan? " i sighed.
He walked towards me and sat by the side. I glared at him and looked away while the humiliation was coming back. I looked back deep in his eyes, reminding me how the day we first stumble into each other.
" i'm sorry for being such Jerk to you. " he apologized.
" well don't mention it. " i smiled.
" you know, your not bad at all. " he said.
"You too Nathan. " i answered.
I brought our faces together as our lips could touch.
As we kissed, a hint of Scarlet red blushed on my cheeks.
Suddenly, someone came up the roof as i pulled away Nathan.
Curse you Janitor.
" waddya kids doing up here? " he yelled.
" Run!! " i yelled. We jumped off the roof like a bunch of pro's who was about to steal something.
Except, the building was actually not that high.
We landed on a bunch of bushes.
" whew! That was close. " Nathan said panting.
" yeah. Close. " i said too.
Suddenly, Nathan pulled me down and hid behind the bushes.
A car stopped by the school doors as it swerved open.
" not HIM. " i gasped.
~*~
* Lizzie *
I arranged the flower vase while tapping my fork on the table. I looked at my watch while waiting for my date.
I searched the crowd one by one looking for Johnnie, but couldn't find him.
Suddenly, someone walked towards me.
"Johnnie! I cried.
" nice to see you Lizzie. " he answered.
I hugged him as we exchanged glances.
~*~
" what will the Lucky couple will have tonight? " the waiter asked.
I examined the menu but peeked out to see Johnnie, laying on his back finding his meal for today.
" i'll have the spaghetti and some oysters. " he answered.
" very good choice Sir. " the waiter answered.
" i'll have a dolce-vita style salad. " i smiled.
" will you like something to drink? " the waiter asked.
" yes. One of your best wine please. The 1975 classics . " Johnnie said.
After the waiter left, me and Johnnie had our little talk.
" so, do you live the dolce-vita life? " i asked him.
" when i was a kid. " he smiled.
" oh, so where did you used to live? " i asked.
" France. " he said. " where everything was perfect. "
" ok. " i said.
" so you, where do you live before? " he smirked.
" San Francisco. " i answered.
Suddenly, someone walked towards us.
The waiter.
