“Walter!” someone from one of the tables shouted at me.
A guy approached and put his arms around my shoulders, “Hey Amy. I didn’t think I’d see you here.”
“Hey John,” I said getting a waft of his smell: cologne, sweat and alcohol. “Go away. I’m looking for somebody.”
“It’s Mark,” he said.
“Mark, yeah. Sorry,” I said taking his hands off my shoulder and craning my neck, looking for Ethan.
“Who are you looking for darling?” the waitress appeared in front of me.
“Darcy!” I screamed.
She gave me a tight hug before giving me a once over, “Who are you now? Mother Mary?” she laughed. I remembered I was still wearing my uniform.
“It’s my uniform. Hey Dar, have you seen-“
“A tall, handsome guy, probably waiting for a hot sexy girl like you? Here I am darling,” a tall guy approached from my side.
“Hey John. Go away. I wasn’t looking for you,” I said to him.
“Everyone’s John for you, Walter. Too bad you don’t recognize me anymore,” he said, grinning at me.
“I do,” I said. “I just don’t remember your name,” I smiled at him.
He leaned in and whispered in my ear, “It’s John. So I was thinking-”
I chuckled and gave him my brightest smile then abruptly turned back to Darcy, “So Dar, he’s about this tall-“
“He’s by the bar, honey. Been there since this afternoon. Watch out for the waterfalls,” Darcy said to me.
“Thanks Darcy!” I hugged her one last time before turning to the bar, leaving John behind.
Ethan was there. But he wasn’t alone. A girl with clothes barely covering her body was talking, no, flirting with him. I can tell by the way she leaned in on him.
I approached from Ethan’s side and sat down on the stool next to him.
“Hey,” I said casually. He turned to me and said, “Amy. Heeeeeeyyyyy.”
“What are you doing here Ethan?” I asked patiently.
“I just wanted a drink, Amy. Do you want one too?” he grinned at me. His breath reeks of beer.
“No and you better quit drinking that. You have no idea what Bob puts in his beer,” I said.
“Uh, who are you?” the girl beside Ethan asked.
“Hey darling, I thought you took my presence as your cue to leave. I didn’t think you’d still be here,” I smiled at the girl. “Scram,” I said, looking at her pointedly.
The girl didn’t look threatened but she went away.
Ethan laughed beside me, “Oh Walter. I didn’t know you bite.”
“Used to,” I said timidly. I took his arm and said, “Come on. Let’s get you home.”
“Walter, go away. I don’t need you here,” he said shaking off my hand.
“You need to go home Ethan. You’ve been drinking for hours,” I said.
“Why’d you have to come and look like her Walter?” he said suddenly.
“Like who?”
“Her,” he paused. After a while, he chuckled, “She’ll always be her excuse.”
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Who To Be
Teen FictionAmy Walter was the most popular girl in campus until her so-called friends betrayed her. And now she believes she could not trust anybody, especially anybody popular. But then she transfers schools. And before she knows it, she's being drawn to the...
