There is Still Hope

8

Harry's POV

Sarah calls me and I answer.

"Hello?"

"Hi Harry." she says.

"Why'd you call?" I ask

"I'm bored."

"Same." I laugh.

"Umm..."

"Wanna come over I'll pick you up if you can't get here on your own." I offer.

"Okay." she replies.

I greet her at the front door with a big hug. "What do you want to do?" "lunch?" "that's fine but what do you want?" I ask. "I don't know." "do you like Chinese food." I say softly. "yes. I do." I felt like I was proposing.

We get in the car and I look at her.

"Why are you staring at me?!" she asks.

"No reason." I say.

"Then stop." she giggles.

"Eyes on the road, remember?"

"Yes." I snap.

By the time we get there it is almost dinner so we don't have lunch. It wasn't packed at all there was only three tables filled. We sat in the corner at a two person table. It was really quiet. We had to talk softly so we wouldn't get kicked out. The waiter comes and we both ask for water. We aren't cheap at all. He comes back and ask what we want to eat. Sarah asks for orange chicken and I ask for sweet and sour chicken.

"Your food will be right out." the waiter says.

"Thank you." Sarah thanks.

When he gets to the kitchen we hear a fight. We sat very close to the kitchen so we heard most of it.

"Really! I haven't heard that excuse before!" one yells.

"It's not my fault it always happens!" the other screams back.

"Well I don't care for it! You are fired!" the fight stops.

About two minutes later a chef storms out of the kitchen and out of the building. He looks through the glass window and sticks up his middle finger at everyone. Then I look back and hear a faint scream come from the kitchen.