Pizza

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"Hey, Jonah." I say to my little brother. I'm 17 and I have a six year old brother. He is the absolute sweetest thing, and I would do anything for him. "Yeah?" He replies, while stuffing his face with sour cream and onion chips. "Want to get pizza for dinner?!" I say excitedly. Jonah jumps up and drops his empty chip bag on the floor. "Lindsay are you kitten? Of course I want pizza!"  He is a very smart little boy, except he has trouble pronouncing words. For example, he says kitten instead of kidding, but it is absolutely adorable. "Alright let's go get dressed and we will go to Vinny's pizza!" I say excitedly. Jonah jumps off the couch and runs up the stairs and I follow behind him. I put a scooby doo tee shirt on him, he puts on his shorts and I give him his favorite ninja turtles hat. "Perfect!" I say. "Pizza!" He responds. I laugh. "Piggy back ride?" I ask. "Ya!" He nods his head three times. I bend down and he jumps on my back. I jog down the stairs and make circles around the couch before I plop him down on he couch. He is laughing with he biggest smile in the world, which makes me smile too. "Alright let's go get some pizza!" We head to my car, a Hyundai Sonata. He jumps in his car seat and buckles himself in. I got him a big kid car seat because he said he was to old to sit in a baby seat. I hop in the front seat. "Ready?" I ask him. He nods and we head to the pizzeria.

When we arrive at Vinny's pizzeria, I get out and open the door for Jonah who hops out immediately as I open the door. "Woah kiddo, slow down." I say, chuckling. "Sorry" he says as he walks into the pizzeria. I jog after him. "Hand" I say, and he reluctantly places his hand in mine. "Just until we get to the sidewalk." I say, knowing he doesn't want to hold my hand. He had a play date with one of his friends who has a nine year old brother and the brother told him that he doesn't have to hold his mom's hand anymore and all this other stuff so now Jonah thinks it's lame to hold my hand. We get to the sidewalk and I drop his hand. We head in the restaurant, the delicious smell of pizza consuming me. We sit down in the pizzeria and I go up to order.

When the pie is done I go up to grab it when a handsome guy comes up to us with a black apron and says "oh I got it. I'll bring it to your table." He smiles nervously. "Oh um thanks." I say with a more confident smile. "I'm over here." I point to the table where Jonah sits, kicking his legs back and forth under the table. We walk back to my table and the boy places the pizza down. Jonah claps and I see the boy smile. I sit down and the boy says, "Hi, I'm Cameron." "Jenna. And this is my little brother Jonah." Jonah waves to his side looking directly at the pizza. Noticing him, I cut a slice for him and put it on his plate. "So you work here part time?" I ask Cameron. "Yeah, I'm a senior at Lakebridge High. I work weekends and after school. It's a pretty decent job. Besides, I get free pizza." He winks at me and smiles. Wow, he's gorgeous. Before I know it I smile back. And unwillingly stare for a while. He stares back and then breaks the awkwardness with "Okay, well I have to get back to work. If you need me feel free to call me over."

As we ate our pizza, I kept glancing over at Cameron to find him looking at me. When we finish our pizza, Cameron comes up with a bill and places it on the table. As I get my credit card out to pay the bill I see something on the back of the paper. 394-2956 call me, Cameron. Taking a picture of his number I write back. "Nice try, Mr. Smooth. Better luck next time." I hand the bill to him with my credit card. "We should hang out some time, maybe Mike's cafe. 10 am tomorrow? Text me." He smirks and walks away.

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