Chapter 3 - we're from sydney

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Double update!!! Just cause I love you! ha! so hope you enjoy it!

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So maybe me and jules had a bit to much to drink last night. as it stands we were siting in the living room curled up with a duvet and a huge tub of ice-cream, we intended to have a movie day.after hours of movies and several box sets, we had both had a shower and were heading into work. we were doing the dinner shift which meant more money, it also meant more people so more noise. this was going to be fun.(note the sarcasm)

After two hours of working tables I was told to take a break along with jules. we finished our break and I made my to front of house(a/n-front of house is the front desk/reception area) a group or boys had appeared and were looking for a table "can I help you?" I put on my best smile.

" Yeah we were looking for a table for 4" they guy that spoke was tall, blonde and blue eyed. he looked vaguely familiar and spoke with an Australia. Accent. I smiled remembering home, the sun, sea and ..... no Amelia, he's not important, he's on the other side of the world he has no idea where you are.

"Sure follow me" I lead them to a booth at the back and took orders.

As my shift was coming to an end i took orders for desserts.

" So what part of Australia are guys from?" it had been killing me all night to missed home so much I just wanted to here more about it.

"We're from Sydney" a voice I knew all to well this couldn't be happening. not now I had just put all the pieces back together. I couldn't face him again, not after last time. I froze, I didn't know what to do I met his, shit Amelia control yourself. I quickly left the probably to quickly but i didn't care. my shift had just 1/2 an hour left and he was still here, I was on the verge of running, no you can't run, that shows weakness. okay come on just 1/2 an hour, then I can go home and hide. Deep breaths ...... Amelia..... deep breaths.....

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