Boy Charming

Chapter Three: Meeting My Online Crush...

So how did my night go?

Let's start with my mom's crazy driving. She was pulling out in front of fast moving traffic like we were rushing to the hospital or something.

So instead of down the street, she drives into the Donut Shop parking lot. I'm thinking she's got some secret alternate route to the dance that bypasses all the traffic and involves driving across the Donut Shop parking lot, but then she parks!

"Why don't you grab us some donuts?" She says.

"Are you serious?" I ask, because after I'd been avoiding smudging my lipstick all evening the last thing Vanessa would want me doing is eating a sprinkle donut.

But Mom isn't listening. She's looking into the Donut Shop, all around, like she left her keys in there and is trying to spot them from the car.

"Okay," she says, once she's satisfied with her scope of the place. "Go on. Get the donuts."

"What donuts?"

"Something good, I'm hungry."

"No one's at the drive thru." I point out. Mom just stares at me blankly. "Weren't you the one saying we were going to be late?"

"Go! And hurry up."

So I jump out of the van, cuz my mom is in a conspiring mood and I must go along with it for now, until I find out what she's conspiring. 

The Donut Shop is not busy because its rival 'donut/coffee' shop down the street is WAY cooler. I notice a boy sitting at a chair looking at me, probably because I'm all done up gorgeous and rushing into a donut shop for emergency donuts on the run, which to a boy is probably very sexy.

No one wants to take my order even though I'm the ONLY customer (another reason why this donut place is so uncool, compared to the one down the street where they are always over-staffed and making jokes with customers).

I look over my shoulder through the windows at my mom who is practically eating the steering wheel in some kind of anticipation. She's pointing dramatically somewhere, I'm guessing it's because she wants me to hurry up, so I turn around and say "Excuse me!" real loud to get someone's attention. After a moment a girl comes out of the back room and looks at me like I'm disgusting and rude but I ignore it, she's probably just jealous of my how pretty my faerie-god-mother-in-training Vanessa made me look this evening. "Can I please have two old fashion plain donuts? To go."

The girl grabs the money out of my hand but detours to the back to laugh like a hyena with some pimply faced boy before actually getting my donuts. I don't want to turn around to see if my mom has eaten the steering wheel yet. Maybe she is really hungry! I glare daggers into the cashier's back, but it does nothing to speed her up.

I have this feeling that someone, other than my mom of course, is watching me. I glance nonchalantly over my shoulder. It's the boy sitting by himself. He's listening to music on his headphones, maybe he's 13? He looks like the quiet type, playing a game (and music) on his cell phone. He only keeps my gaze for a second, then looks away. Kind of shy. I'm reminded of when I was 12. I was a bit of a loner too. I'd go to the book store and just hang out by myself, always listening to music. That's what I really like about DC. He loves music as much as I do, and the same type of music too!

"Hey!" The girl at the counter says, dangling a paper bag in front of my face.

"Oh, thanks." I grab the bag, remembering that I'm in a hurry, and rush off. I notice the boy getting up too as I turn to leave, like he's coming after me. But I don't have time to think anything of it. I'm on a mission to save the steering wheel from being eaten!