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Lynn worked on making a sandwich to help out the kitchen a bit since they were getting more people then usual on a Monday. As she raised her head to look for any new comers, she sees Wyatt sit down at the bar. Smiling to herself as she watches him from under her eyelashes as he picks a straw from the holder and plays with the wrapper. The straw now in his mouth as he concentrates on tying a knot in the wrapper from what it looks like. Wyatt soon looks up and around, his eyes landing on Lynn from behind the counter. She feels her checks warm as she looks away, the smile still on her face as she goes to wash her hands.

When she hears a little bell ring she turns her head to see a grinning Wyatt with his hand only a few inches away from the small bell on the counter in case no one was up front to take an order.

"Yeah, yeah!" Lynn called through the small kitchen window, looking out into the front. Drying her hands on her towel hooked around her apron strings around her waist, she walks to the front, behind the counter. Placing her hands on the counter she leans forward towards a still grinning Wyatt.

"Can I help ya'?" Lynn asked, smiling a tad. Wyatt nods, taking the straw out of his mouth and twirling it between his fingers.

"I'd like.. hmm, let's see here.." Wyatt says, looking to the menu in front of him now, pretending to actually be interested. Lynn taps her finger in the counter impatiently and blows a loose strand out of her face that fell from her eyes up hair.

"Ah!" Wyatt startles Lynn by slamming the menu shut and putting it on the counter with unneeded force. "I'll have a hot cocoa." He says with a smirk.

Lynn nods, leaning back and turning around picking up the boiled water kept in a pot similar to what the coffee is kept in. Looking over her shoulder at him she asks him, "One, or two marshmallows?"

Wyatt laughs a short laugh, "Two! Who would put one marshmallow in hot cocoa?"

Lynn nods again and looks back to the mug she just grabbed and concentrates on pouring the water. "You'd be surprised." Mixing the hot chocolate mix into the water she turns around and sets it Infront of Wyatt. She grabs two marshmallows and leans onto the counter dropping the first marshmallow into the mug.

"One." She says and then drops the second.

"Two."

Smirking she pushes off the counter ready to walk away, but Wyatt calls her to a halt.

"What now?" She asks, annoyance seeping into her tone. Travis eyes her with his famous glare and she rolls her eyes, turning back to Wyatt.

"I want whip cream." He says.

Lynn groans and grabs the whip cream hiding between the other toppings, turning to him once again and pulling the cap out and literally puts one little dot of whip cream on top of his drink.

"A little more." Wyatt says, making a motion with his hand to keep it coming. She does it again a little longer, Wyatt still gesturing for more. And again. And again.

Soon annoyed, Lynn makes a tower of whip cream until it's leaning and threatening to spill out of the mug.

"'Kay, that's good!" Wyatt says, holding his hands up to stop her. "Oh, and Lynn. Here."

He slides the wrapper over to her with the knot still there into it.

"Hold it. Ask a question, yes or no. Left hand no, right yes. Then pull." He says, smiling while reaching for a spoon, stirring his drink.

"What crap is that?" She asks, picking it up and looking at him like he was dumb. He really is. She thought.

"I made it up." He shrugs. "Try it."

Lynn rolls her eyes and holds the wrapper, asking her question mentally.

Will Wyatt ever get out of my life?

Pulling the wrapper apart, Wyatt smiles and shakes his head.

"Looks like the answer is no. What did you ask?" He says to her as she slams the wrapper on the counter.

"A question that that wrapper hopefully got wrong." Lynn says, sticking a piece of the wrapper into his mountain of whip cream and sticking her tongue out. "Your game sucks."

Walking away, she hears Wyatt laughing to himself. She goes into the back and sighs.

That was so not me.. She thought.

Lynn being a usual nice, sincere person, sometimes with a short patience for her annoyance and having snappy responses to something, but right then, with Wyatt, that wasn't her.

She was too "rude" for the way she usually is. She remembers awhile back when Rachel was dating her now current ex. She said that when you are around someone you like, you were usually different, in some way, you might try to be different to impress them, and you don't even know it.

Lynn immediately blushes and goes to bathroom, running water onto her hands and running them on her face, she looks into the mirror. Her hands on the sink edge, face slightly red, and sink still running, she starts to question her commonsense.

I can't actually have feelings for him already, can I?

I don't believe in that "love at first sight" crap. And it wasn't even that!

Love at first conversation? Wait. Not love.

Lynn corrected herself within the conversation she held in her head. Even if she did have feelings for him, she can't take in someone else to have to protect from her mother, or even worse - deal with another her.

She would hide these feelings, correct them with excuses and keep them deep inside her. She wouldn't even tell Rachel or Henry.

But the dare?

I have to get him to ask me to homecoming!

Lynn looked into the mirror and asked her reflection, "Good God, what have I gotten myself into?"