*Criss Angel Forever Imagines* (Book 3)

*IMAGINE 100*

You were a newbie working at a very fancy Italian restaurant...and it was your first time serving a celebrity guest group...you had never been so nervous in your life...you tried everything to get out of serving that special table of people so afraid you were going to make a dire mistake...or drop something on them...or spill their drinks...no matter how much your best friend tried to relax you a little...you just couldn't pull yourself together...especially when you heard that Criss Angel was hosting the special private dinner with the other celebrities...he was your hero...and you had a steaming crush on him.

You very slowly went around and served the drinks...then you served the salads...after that part was over...you felt a little bit more secure in doing your job...but as soon as Criss asked you for another drink your heart skipped a beat...that he actually said something to you...you very hastily went over to him and poured more wine into his glass...you stopped, but he kept his glass right there asking without words for more...so you poured some more...and stopped again...but he still kept his glass up...you began to pour just a little bit more...when your boss hollered at you...and took your mind off of what you were doing...until Criss cleared his throat and very humorously said you were spilling a little there...you looked back at him and quit immediately and apologized a lot...he smiled and told you no harm no foul.

When it was finally time to serve the main course which was some kind of fancy pasta...you were serving, doing a perfect job...until one of the other jealous waitresses witnessed how much you were ogling Criss...decided to accidently trip you...and she did it perfectly...you went down, and the huge serving tray of pasta headed directly towards Criss...SPLAT!! it landed right on his head...and pasta was trailing down his face and neck like a very bad wig...with red sauce all over him...he slowly removed the bowl...and wiped the pasta off...and looked at everyone at his table...and they all broke out laughing at his new look...and it was his mom that started laughing and snorting first...he wiped more off of him and gave them all a slight smile and asked them if they really enjoyed that good laugh...he automatically stood up in the chair and began throwing food at everyone...the food fight was on...you were still so embarrassed about what happened you stayed on the floor with your tray covering you so you didn't get struck with any of the flying food...just as you turned a little bit...Criss took a wild dive beside you and hid under your tray with you and playfully tells you that this wasn't exactly what he had in mind for a celebration dinner...you look at him and apologize very timidly...he looked at you and said you had a very rare and poisonous bug in your hair...you began to panic then Criss grabbed it and said it was an evil and vicious black olive beetle...then he smiled at you and popped it in his mouth and added that you wore your food very well...you smiled up at him and said so did he. He turned to you and said he really needed to come here during your services more often...only next time the dinner would be for two...with him and you...you blushed and told him you'd love that.