She's One in a Million

Forty-two

"Want me to pour you more syrup, Joe?" Max suggested, ready to pour the maple syrup onto the man's half eaten waffles but was gently shoved away much to her surprised.

"Nah. I'm good."

"Now that's new."

Joe chuckled and ate his waffles smiling but eventually went to a sad face. "I'm sad though you left the Mansion."

"Well, people need to leave some things behind."

"I don't think leaving them was meant to be left."

The words pierced right Max's heart. He was right after all. Max gently shook her head and showed a smile to Joe. "Let me know if you'd change your mind."

"Omelet and pancakes!" Beatrice called out from the kitchen as she started to flip some pancakes with her spatula.

"Thanks, Beatrice!" Max shouted.

"Hey, Max. "Joey approached her as soon as Max reached the customers by the windows. "Those girls wanted to have an autograph of you."

"Enjoy your breakfast." She smiled to the customers before showing a confused face to Joey. "Say what now?"

"Autograph. Those girls by the corner. Said they admired your bravery from last night."Joey told Max, jerking her thumb towards the girls. "It's something that I admired also. I want to have your autograph, too."

"Quit fooling around." Max waved Joey off before she saw three ladies coming in, searching for a table and sat. Max approached them, her small notepad and her pencil ready on her hands. "Can I get you girls anything?"

"Oh my god. It's her. It's really her." One of the girls said, grinning at the sight of Max.

"You look even prettier from up close." One commented, examining Max's face.

Max already felt weird. "Uhh, yeah. Are you girls going to order or-"

"Whatever you're having." All the three girls simultaneously said along with their grins.

"We have waffles and coffee." Max suggested.

"Then we'll have waffles."

"All right then." Max said.

"How's your mom?" the other girl asked, her eyes beaming.

"Is she okay now? I hope she's safe back home."

"What? How-"

  "I got pancakes!" Beatrice called out.  Max could've asked on how they knew about her mom but Beatrice has been calling her so she decided to drop it off and gave them a tight smile before leaving the girls. "I got three waffles!". She shouted to her and then took the plates, ready to serve them. But the moment she turned around, she saw a very familiar pretty short blonde hair in designer clothing's glaring at her with her blue doe eyes.

"Casey?" Max squeaked.

"Don't you Casey me, you Ms. left- me-without-a-word." Casey scolded, stomping forward towards Max.

"You're here!"

"Obviously, I am here...unannounced like someone I know." She said, placing both of her hands on her waist.

"Wait-wait. Just let me serve these." Max hurriedly went to the customers and served them their breakfast before approaching Casey who was tapping her polished fingers on the counter. "Casey, I really miss you."

Casey shrugged her shoulders." That shouldn't be the first one you should say."

Max smiled and exhaled. "I'm sorry I left without telling you."