Fixing A Broken Relationship

Chapter 18

"Erica! Over here!" I saw a blonde boy wave call out my name and wave to me.

I walk over to him with a smile, pushing past a couple people. "Hey Dylan." I say taking a seat across from him, setting my purse on my knee. For those of you that are confused, I'm at Starbucks with Dylan. Remember when me and Joshua were being...intimate and Dylan wanted to go out for coffee? Yeah. This is the day we decided on.

"How's it going?" he said awkwardly. He is really cute, I must say. An excited twist in my stomach reminds me that my boyfriend is a hundred times cuter.

"Okay I suppose. How 'bout you?"

"I'm great." I cross my legs, trying to ignore the awkwardness. Where has my socialness gone?

"Awesome..." We sit in silence for a while until a waitress comes to our table.

She eyes Dylan a bit before saying, "Hi. I'm Cindy. I'll be taking your orders for today." The waitress bats her fake eyelashes at Dylan, shifting her wieght onto one foot, but he doesn't seem to notice.

"What do you want, Erica?" he asks me, smiling gently. He is really nice.

"Um...I guess I'll have an ice coffee and a two chocolate muffins."

"Ain't that a little much for a skinny little girl like you?" The waitress says. A pang of irritation surges through me, mixed with shock. Did she dare say that? It wasn't that bad, but I can tell where this is going.

I roll my eyes and sigh. "At least I don't look like a toothpick." I mumble, trying to keep my cool. "And, for your information, the second muffin is for my boyfriend."

"You have a boyfriend? I find that hard to believe. You don't really have a figure..." She said eyeing me with a scowl. What is her problem?

Dillon raises his eyebrows at us.

Ok. Someone's about to loose a hand. "I have more of a figure than you, Ms. No Hips!" I glare at her.

"Woah, woah! Calm down! I know how these girl fights end! Someone will eventually loose something." Dylan says cutting in. How did he guess I was eyeing up that hand?

"Well tell this bitch to do her fucking job before I rip her head off of her 'body.'" I put quotes around the word 'body' and smirk.

"Don't start something you can't finish!" She says narrowing her eyes.

"Tust me- I can finish this." I stand up and laugh. Even though this girl's heels are like, 12 freaking inches, she's shorter than me. I'm about 5'5 and I'm wearing flats. That's just ashame.

She glowers one last time, then says, "Watch it."

I roll my eyes at her. "I know you'd spit in my coffee if I asked you to go get it, so I'll just order from the counter." I storm away.

I take a deep breath as I jump in line. I cast a glance behind me, and I see the girl trying to mantain her dignity. She smooths out her skirt, even though it wasn't ruffled at all. I look over to Dylan who was just sitting casually with his head in the clouds.

"Hey Dylan. You want anything?" I call out to him.

"Nah. I'm good." I smile. The person in front of me collects his coffee and steps to the side. It's my turn.

As I order, I replay the scene I had with the waitress.

Then I think, 'Damn Erica! You are one bad bitch!' 

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Sorry. This was basically a filler. Hope you liked it though. See ya!

~FlyB

Message from the Editor- Don't you love the ending? Flyingbrownies wrote it. Pretty funny, I think. i hope your enjoying her story... Love and coffee even though I hate it, Audrey :D