"Is that all ma'am?" I smiled shyly at this cute guy waiter.
"Um. Yes, Thank you." He grinned.
He is about to walk away when Clarisse started to speak.
"Has anyone told you that you are as handsome as Tom Cruise?" She flirted obviously even if I am the one his talking to.
The guy just laughed and replied Clarisse no. God. Even his laugh is so sexy.
"Francis! Table 21 needs their order!" A lady from the counter called him. The lady has this loud and screeching voice. Irritating to be exact. Francis turned to us. "Later ladies." He smiled without teeth and walked away.
"We should be often here you know that." Clarisse told me gazing at Francis. "Yeah. You're right. Why didn't we knew that." I replied also staring at Francis.
"So. Have you picked a song?" Clarisse turned to me, maybe tired of looking at Francis, The cute guy hunk waiter. I remained silent because actually I haven't yet. I am actually a college student at St. Bridget’s Music and Technology academy. I am a music major student. I usually loved music since I was 11. My dad, well he's a musician before. Arthur Jones. He told us, Me and my sister, that he is a great artist before. Before he gave me a guitar at the age of 6. He even didn't realized that the guitar was even taller than me.
The guitar was pink. Yeah, of course. You still think about rainbows and unicorns during that time. Anyway, I learned to play it when I was 11. Shocker.
Dave Carlos is the name of my crush who inspired me to play it. Ha! He told me before that a girl who plays guitar turns him on. A bright idea came in. I practiced all day and all night just to learn to play it. And on the day that I'm gonna show him that I know how to play it I saw her with a girl. It hurts. So I just used my talent to some worthy things.
"You are one lazy pig!" Two-worded insult. "Why do you care anyway? And besides it'll only start at Thursday." I replied. Suddenly she gulped. "And it is already Monday. So pick a damn song." Is she my lost mother that is so concerned to me. "Ugh. Yeah sure. Later." I replied groaning.
As the food came in we were excited to meet Francis but a lady came in. "Here's your order ma'am." She placed the tuna sandwich and coke at our table. Clarisse gave me a disappointed face. Me too. I'm disappointed. While I ate my sandwich Clarisse and I talked a lot.
Well she is my best friend. I met her at the entrance exams. She is the first one who approached me. I was the quiet girl.
My phone suddenly received a message. I was chewing the tuna sandwich when a mad message came in:
WHERE ARE YOU?!? IF YOUR NOT HERE IN FIVE MINS. YOU'RE FIRED!
"Holy crap." I caught Clarisse's attention. "Why? What's wrong?" "It's my boss." I stood up quickly not minding the half bitten sandwich and undrinked juice.
"I got to go. He's going to kill me." I waved a bye at her and she was left alone at the table.
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