"This is...awkweird." Yoshiko thought with a pink tint on her cheeks.
As John stood up earlier, things start to get awkward and weird. Jeff seems about to explode, somehow. His face is so red and you can almost see smoke coming out of his nose and ears. He was glaring daggers at John while the latter...well, he only have a disarming smile on his face.
Yoshiko didn't know how to deal with these kind of situations so the only thing she did was...look dumbly at both of them.
"What am I going to do..." Yoshiko's calm face masking her nervousness. "OK firstly, take deep breaths." Yoshiko deeply breathes in and out repeatedly but the 2 men didn't notice her. "Good thing they didn't notice me. No need for interruptions. Got. to. focus..." Yoshiko closed her eyes then crossed her arms in front of her chest, deep in thought then she stayed in that position for a few minutes. "Ugh, I got nothin'" Yoshiko groaned, opened her eyes then looked at the ground. "Gotta do somethin'...Don't wanna stare at them all night." She rolled her eyes then steeled them with determination.
Yoshiko cleared her throat. Jeff is, suprisingly, the first one who finished their little staring contest then looked at Yoshiko attentively.
John shot Jeff a questioning look then slowly looked at Yoshiko, realization dawned on his face. "Oh sorry. We kinda got carried away." John sheepishly said while scratching the back of his head.
Yoshiko raised an eyebrow as if to say "Ya think?"
"Yeah, sorry for the wait." Jeff said sheepishly while imitating John.
Yoshiko sighed then smiled at them. "It's not polite to make a girl wait, ya know." she joked. That earned a chuckle on both men.
Yoshiko looked at her watch then her eyes grew wide, "Holy shit...it's already 7:30..."
Jeff and John noticed this and their expression changed into a concerned one. "Uh, is everything alright?" Jeff asked.
Yoshiko looked at them with a sheepish smile, "Well, it's already 7:30 so um..." Yoshiko took her hands then put them on her back and she slightly kicks the ground.
Jeff still have a large question mark on his face.
John immediately understood what she is trying to say then looked at his own watch. "Yup, she's right. It's already late."
"Woah, time sure flies when you're having fun, huh?" he shot the both of them a knowing smirk. Jeff and Yoshiko both looked away bashfully.
Yoshiko cleared her throat and composed herself. "Well, I'm going to the lobby to check if my fetcher is already here." Yoshiko said. "It was nice talking to both of you. Thank you for the company." she smiled at Jeff.
"Hey, it's no big. It was nice talking to you, too ya know." Jeff said with a small smile and a pink tint on his cheeks.
Yoshiko beamed at him. However, her look changed into a worried one when she looked at John, "I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to talk to you more." she said with an apologetic look.
"Nah, it's alright." he said with a carefree tone, waving off her worries.
"Wha? Why?" Yoshiko asked, baffled.
"Well, I'm gonna be a teacher here." he grinned.
Yoshiko's eyes grew wide, "Woah, seriously?"
John's grin grew wide, "Seriously, we can talk anytime."
Jeff suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling he can't describe. But shook it off, "I must be hungry or something."
"Awesome" Yoshiko grinned at him.
YOU ARE READING
My Dream...or is it?
Teen FictionThe plot is based on my dream but I added other things to it. The names belong to YupinaTheWriter's "Diary of an Otaku Girl" and Jeff the Killer belongs to Creepypasta. When the letters are like italicized, the person is thinking.