Chapter 18

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Brian's POV

"What kind of pizza are you two getting?" Our waitress, Jessie, was taking our order already. She was

in her sixties maybe and looked bored out of her skull.

"Pepperoni." Kate smiled at our waitress before she walked off to the kitchen. "I thought we were

getting cheese?" She told me she didn’t like pepperoni on the way over here. She shrugged her shoulders, "I can pick it off."

She took her gloves off and stuck them in her jacket before smiling at me again. I never thought I'd

see Kate so dressed up, and she did it for me. The most I did to dress up was my good pair of jeans, a black shirt, and my favorite Nikes, which I cleaned up for our date. Then I realized she was looking at me funny; I was staring. "Sorry, I zoned."

She smiled again, "It's okay, I do that all the time, especially in English." She scrunched up her nose,

showing me how much she disliked the class. I laughed and rubbed my hands together under the table.

We both had our hands under the table so I couldn't hold her hand, and I couldn't think of anything to

say...

"One medium Pepperoni pizza." Jessie had come back with our pizza already; the pizzeria was slow

today. We thanked her before she left then Kate started taking a couple of slices for herself.

"You want my pepperoni?" She picked all the pepperoni off one slice and set them on the side of her

plate before starting on the next one. "Um, sure."

"Okay, I'm almost done, hold on."

"To what?" She looked up and gave me a "smartass" look, I just smiled and took a bite of my pizza

before I felt something hit my face. I wiped my face and saw pizza sauce on my hand. "What did you throw at me?" She just smirked and picked off the last couple pepperonis on her pizza. I looked down at my own plate and saw a pepperoni laying half way off it. I looked back at her. "Hold onto that."

I glared at her, "Who's the smartass now?"

"Me!!" She looked up, all smiles, before throwing another pepperoni at me.

"Do you wanna start a food fight? 'Cause I'll win." I gave her an evil grin and picked up one of the

pepperonis she threw at me.

"Nooo! Sarah would kill me if I got food on my clothes." She stuck out her tongue before picking up

her pile of pepperonis and handing them to me. "There ya go."

"Thanks."

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The rest of the time at the pizzeria was quiet, we were too busy eating, plus I don't think either of us

knew what to talk about; maybe I should have waited a little longer before asking her out. We did talk after we had both finished, but it was about school so I guess it didn't really count. I also accidently kept kicking her feet while we were eating. Every time I went to stretch my legs out I'd kick her shoes. She just shrugged it off, but it bugged the shit out of me.

We were now waiting in line trying to decide what movie to watch at the cheap theater down by the

beach; it's always showing old horror films. "How about Friday the 13th?"

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