Virgin

5. Skip

"What can i get you today?"

"Ummm" I paused. My mind totally blanked and all I could think of was eggs so that's what I blurted out.

"Eggs!"

"Alright" She laughs and writes that down.

"Anything else?" She says with a smile.

"Coffee?"

"Course, there's creamer on your table"

"Sweet thanks" I say as she glides to the counter to put my order in. My eyes feel like there burning a hole in her back as I stare on and on for what feels like years. She smiles at the chief, obviously having a conversation to pass the time. The place is very lowkey today, only a couple people in.

The chief was an older guy, no hair, lots of worn in tattoos, a gray goatee and one piercing in his left ear. He looks up at me staring at Kristen and laughs, shaking his head. He turns to her and whispers something in her ear which makes her turn to look straight at me.

She smiles and waves her hand up, trying to get my attention and so I smile and look back down at the table. You could hear the chief laughing from across the counter which made everything more awkward. Fuck my life. Honestly what the fuck am I doing.

The bell for the order being done rings and Kristen picks my plate up. She slowly heads to my table and gracefully sets the food down.

"Anything else?"

"No thank you" I say, not looking up at her.

"Wow I was expecting some corny pick up line at least? You givin' up because Bobby caught you drooling?"

"I guess, this doesn't usually happen to me"

"Yeah that's what they all say, "I have great game", "I get hella girls" blah blah blah" She smiles.

"So this is a normal thing for you?"

"I don't really know, I don't usually pay attention to guys like you"

"Guys like me? What do you mean"

"I believe the term nowadays is "Fuckboy"

"I am not a Fuckboy"

"Yes, yes you are"

"How?"

"You act like you get hella girls"

"I do get girls"

"Only a Fuckboy would have agreed with me"

She was confusing. Okay, okay, I know I'm a "player" or whatever but Im not just some horny guy who walks around all proud. Wait. What the fuck. She's fucking right. FUCK.

"Enjoy your breakfast Skip"

Did she just call me Skip?

"Skip?"

"Yes, Skip"

"Okay well your Judy"

"Judy?"

"Big booty judy" I smirk and she shakes her head laughing.

"Wow that's not original at all!""

"Sit" I motion to the seat across from me. She sits and lays her head on the table.

"I'm tired today"

"Why?"

"I was up late arguing with some of my co-workers about a raise"

"Freckles?"

She laughs, knowing I'm talking about that one waitress that always serves me.

"Yes Freckles, she didn't get the raise so she called in sick today"

"How much did she want?"

"More then that bitch deserves"

"Woah woah, don't get ahead of yourself there tiger"

"Fuck you!"

"Gladly"

"There's that dumb pickup line I was looking for"

She laughs and closes her eyes. I focus on how the sun shines down on her hair. The way her hair frames her face and how when she smiles too hard, her dimples appear.

"What are you doing later?"

"I get off work at 12"

"So I'll just wait until you get off and we can get something to eat?"

"Are you trying to ask me out?"

"Yeah, I guess"

"You guess? Your not sure you want to go out with me?"

"No I'm sure I just-"

"Your bad at this" She laughs.

"Can I take you out today for lunch?"

"Sure Skip!" She sings and gets back up. She meets a young family at the door. I smile to myself, thinking about how much of a fucking goon I am around her.

I look down at my plate and begin to eat. The eggs make my breath smell bad so I finish quick and pop more gum into my mouth. She doesn't look over at me once which makes me nervous.
Fuck it.

     
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I open my car door for her and she slides in. I slowly close the door, trying to keep calm and not say anything dumb. Well, not to say anything else that sounds dumb, she already thinks I have no game.

"So where are we going?"

"You tell me" I say, trying to sound sly.

"Are you telling me to pick our date spot even though this was your idea?"

"No - I mean, we can go wherever you want"

"Alright Skip! Let me drive"

"What?"

"You don't know where to go, let me drive"

I never let anyone fucking drive my car but for some reason, just like this whole situation, I let her. She slides into the drivers seat and smiles.

"I'm scared" I chuckle.

"Buckle up bitch"

"Yes mam"

She starts the car and pulls out of my spot, we get on the highway and I just lock eyes with her for a short second. She winks and my body goes numb, like I was a teenage girl at a middle school dance, staring at my crush, wishing they would just come over and ask my to dance.

But she looked away, back at the road and this would be the part of that middle school story where your crush goes and asks someone else to dance, leaving you all alone. Corny shit.