Little Helpers (Masky Romance) *On hold*

Chapter 3

So had a little time so I thought I would quick update, this one is really short, sorry. But I only had a few minutes. Votes, comments, and follows are appreciated! Enjoy! *edited*

I spaced off, thinking about today's events. I woke up, went to school, was called out for ignoring the teacher, was saved by the most popular kid in school who had apparently only been going there for a few weeks longer than I have, was nearly beat up for it, and then was forced on a date with him. This has been a very busy day.

"Hey? You ok?" he asked, a bit of worry edging his voice.

"I'm fine, just spaced out a bit." I replied, rolling my eyes.

He smiled and I opened the door, looking at the sign. It was Bree's, one of the most expensive restaurants in town. I gawked at the fluorescent sign and looked over at Matt.e

"So, let's go inside, everything is on me." he said, snaking a hand around my waist to steer me towards the entrance.

"I can't possibly let you pay for this. I barely even know you!" I said, pushing against his grip.

"But I want to." he replied looking down at me with those glowing amber eyes, another chill went down my spine.

"Besides, I'm a little underdressed." I said, making excuses to try and change his mind.

"You look amazing, There is no need. Besides, I know some people here so I get a free discount." he replied, steering me towards the door again with a look of determination on his face.

I raised an eyebrow at him, realizing that there was no way to change his mind.

"Fine." I muttered.

We walked in and looked around, not even noticing Matt talking to a waiter. The waiter nodded at me and Matt turned to me, waving me over.

I obliged and we followed the waiter to an isolated table in the back. Matt whispered into the waiter's ear and he nodded again, walking off.

Matt walked around to me and pulled out my chair for me.

"Madam." he said, smiling cheekily.

I looked at him skeptically and sat down,"Thank you...?"

The waiter came back with a bottle of wine.

"Would this be to your liking?" he asked.

Matt nodded and he poured some wine into my glass.

"But I'm underaged?" I said, tilting my head to the side.

"What are you talking about?" Matt said, giving me a sly grin.

I laughed and took a sip, finally deciding to enjoy myself for once and relax.

"Is it to your liking, madam?" the waiter asked.

"Yes it is, thank you." I replied.

"You're welcome." is all he said in return before going back to what I assumed was the kitchen.

I looked at my wine and then back at Matt. He was looking over the menu.

"How about spaghetti? With breadsticks and a salad?" he said, his golden eyes glancing up at mine, searching for a look of approval.

I nodded and he relayed it to the waiter when he came back. The waiter wrote it down and I saw Matt quickly pull something out of his pocket and drop it into the waiter's pocket.

I quirked an eyebrow at him, "What was that for?"

"Oh, um... It was a little something to make up for your age." he muttered.

"Oh." I smiled, not buying it.

He smiled back.