Chapter 6
I added one more smexy face before I pressed the send button. Within a few minutes Anna finally replied and asked me how the date was going. I wanted to throw my phone across the floor. But I managed to conceal my anger and simply type, What date?
I counted 4 seconds before my phone began blaring the lyrics to my favorite song.
"Hello?"
"He didn't!"
"Yes Anna, he did."
Today was the day Aiden had promised to take me out. It was 8:45 and what time was he supposed to pick me up, oh yeah, that's right, 7:30. I can't believe him.
I called his cell about twenty eight times but it always led to voice mail.
"Oh hon, he wasn't that hot anyways. There's always...Ryan." Anna soothed.
I laughed into the phone. Ryan? Seriously? A boy I barely knew? What if he was a rapist, or a serial killer? I can't take any chances.
"No, not Ryan." I told her.
"Oh, so you prefer Kyle?" She questioned. I sighed and finally put an end to the conversation.
"Goodbye Anna!" I yelled before I hung up the phone and shoved it in my pocket. I started to get sick of waiting. He wasn't coming anyways.
But maybe, maybe he was already at the restaurant. Maybe his phone died! Yes! That's what happened. He was so busy texting his friends about how hot I am, and then he forgot to charge his phone.
I grabbed my purse and ran to my car.
Let's see what pretty boy is up to.
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I drove around the parking lot and guess whose car I saw? Yep that's right the waitresses. And that's not the only car I saw, right across from it sat Aiden's vehicle. I screamed.
When I parked my car I thought about what I was going to say.
"Surprise motherfucker." No, too formal.
"Maybe, hey babe, who's the hoe?" Yep, perfect.
I walked I and the first thing I saw was Aiden sitting across from a girl. Perfect.
I stomped over to the booth. Aiden didn't see me yet. Great.
I stopped short when I saw that familiar hair style in front of him.
"Anna?"
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