Chapter 2

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When I said let's go, we walked over to the Red Robin across the street.

I love Red Robin, especially their bacon cheeseburger. Yummy!

"Seating for two please," Jordan told the person in the front.

She took us straight to the back in a corner under the t.v.

I smiled at her and said "thank you" as I was sitting down.

"You're waiter will be with you in a minute," she told us as she left.

"Wanna play 20 questions?" I asked the hot male in front of me.

"Sure," he smirked, a very hot smirk.

"I'll go first and I'll start with a simple question. Favorite Color?" I asked him.

"Blue. You?"

"Blue, as well. Age?"

"17" he gave me a look that said "and you?".

"16. School year."

"Sophomore and you?"

"Sophomore I thought you were 17 were you held back?"

"No my parents just put me into school a year late. What school do you go to?"

"Plainfield High. What about you?"

"Homeschooled since 7 grade."

"I would hate that."

The date went on like that for hours we go our food and desert and then we went around shopping for a little bit longer. We asked each other questions and laughed and talked. Until I knew I had to get home.

"Hey Jordan I need to get home but I had a really good time today. Can I have you're number?" I interrupted the quiet silence at Barnes and Noble. It was almost 10 and I had school the next day.

"Yeah let me walk you to your car." He replied.

He walked me to my car which was under a light post close to Panera. "let me have your phone and I will put my number in it." He told me while unlocking his phone and I did the same and we traded numbers.

He was about to leave but, "Wait, can I have a picture so I can set it as your profile picture?"

"Sure." He sat down on the ground with his knees bent his elbows on his knees his hands clasped and his back against the lamp post. I smiled and thought, Damn he looks like a model.

"Can I have a picture of you as well?"

I nodded and sat crossed legged on the hood of my car and ran my hand through my hair real quick, fixing it, while looking at him.

"One more question, Faye. How the hell do you have a Bugatti?"

I smirked at him and shrugged while getting into my car.

I drove off with him standing in the same place so when I got to the spot light that I had to stop at I revved the engine right when the light turned green then I sped off down the road.


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