I don't get it I do every little thing I can for him. Maybe he just doesn't respect me. When I met him I thought he was the man I have been looking for. I met him at a smoothie store. I was working behind the counter, I have notice that he comes here a lot. I mean he is kind of cute, he has a cute smile and nice black hair. He ordered the usual a pineapple strawberry smoothie. When he took the smoothie out of my hand his fingertips touched mine and I looked up to apologize. He stops "Umm, hey." he asked and I feel like I'm melting inside. "Hey." shyly, I responded. "My name is David, David Stevens"
"I like your name, my name is Fiona Johnson."
"Do you go to collage?"
I paused for a minute to process why he looked so familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Hello?"
"Oh yes" I came back to reality.
"Do you go to collage?" he asked making me realize that I WAS STILL AT WORK!!!
"Can we finish this conversation after work"
"Sure, but wait where and what time?"
"Umm, 6:00pm at the park." I suggested.
"Sure" he said leaving the store. Only to come back and say "How much?"
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.
"How much for the smoothie?"
"Oh no problem it's on me."
