Don't Break My Heart (A BajanCanadian Fanfiction)

Chapter 1 ~ Fast Food

Hello! Annelise here. I would just like to say that I wrote this for my "friend" that wouldn't tell me her name, but said she was Kawaii. So I wrote 46 chapters of this book to her, until she wrote a really hateful comment to me. So, I am replacing "Kawaii" with "Destiny". If you're reading and all of a sudden it says " 'I'm Destiny!' Kawaii says." PLEASE notify me in the comments! Thanks! I hope you enjoy :D

~~~{Destiny's P.O.V}~~~

"Would you like to eat that here or to go?" The snobby guy at the fast food restaurant asked me. His nametag read "Dylan."

"Here," I said calmly.

"Who should I call when it's ready?" Dylan asked me, raising his eyebrows.

"Destiny," I answered, bracing myself for the Dylan's response.

"You're supposed to give your real name." The guy's tone was cold. Icy cold.

"That is my real name." I answered hotly. "Destiny is my real name!"

Dylan snorted. "I guess I'm not going to get a real answer out of you."

I rolled my eyes and walked away, somehow finding a seat at a nearby table near the edge of the busy food court. "Stupid people."

Why was he being so mean?

I had just taken out my phone when the guy called out, "Destiny!" in the meanest, most sarcastic voice I had ever heard.

I slid my phone in my pocket, annoyed, and rushed up to get my tray of food. I quickly payed for it---$9.99---and rushed back to "my" table.

Unfortunately, I didn't see the person that was coming head-on, and he bumped into me.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry, did I spill anything..." He was cut off by staring into my eyes. I felt myself unable to look away for a moment, and it was obvious he felt the same. After about five seconds of us just staring, I realized this must look weird. I made an effort to say something.

"It's okay. You...you didn't spill anything." I managed. He smiled weakly.

"Good. I was getting worried. What's your name? I'm Mitch."

"I'm Destiny." I smiled at him. His expression darkened.

"Can you tell me your real name?" He asked, not sounding amused. He must have seen the hurt flash across my face, because he quickly said, "I mean...uh, your name...is...pretty."

I laughed a little. He looked so cute when he was awkward---hold on a minute! He was not cute! I did not like him! He was not funny! I couldn't have a crush on him, he probably has a girlfriend, he--

"Hello?" Mitch waved a hand in front of my face awkwardly. I snapped out of my daze and must've looked like a deer in headlights.

"Nice to meet you Mitch." I said as if nothing had happened. We both laughed a little.

"Nice to meet you too. Do you want to sit down?" He asked, gesturing at "my" table with one hand. I realized he had food too---from the same place as me.

"Sure." I said. We sat down.

"You like Minecraft?" He asked.

"H-How did you know?" I asked, shocked.

He smiled. "Minecraft-ish shirt."

I glanced down and saw I was wearing my "Power Moves Only" shirt. I blushed. "Oh. Yeah, I do like Minecraft."

"You watch TheBajanCanadian and ASFJerome too?" He asked me. I nodded.

We ate in silence for about thirty seconds, and since we ate so fast, we were more than halfway down by the time Mitch asked me another question.