It's a cleaning day at my Dad's Diner, and I'm just tidying up things here and there. "Don't get me wrong sweetheart, You know I love having you here, but wouldn't you rather be out with your friends?" I laugh sarcastically."Friends? ha, good one, dad. "I would assume a popular girl like you would have friends around her 24/7. "Dad,I'm not popular." He raises his eyebrow at me. "Vanessa, I see you at school, (My dad's a substitute teacher Occasionally)" those kids flock to you, and you seem to enjoy the attention." "haven't you heard of playing the part? what am I supposed to do, be a jerk and scare everyone off? "You got a point there. It's just that, at your age I would've done anything to be half as popular as you, heck most people think that way. I know it's silly now, but back then, It mattered to me so much what others thought." "I don't. Everyone is so superficial, it's not easy finding someone who honestly wants to be your friend.
Just then, the door bursts open. A boy enters and hides under a booth. "Hey can you please not tell anyone I'm here? I'll pay you." He has shades and a hat on. He looks about my age. "I got a better idea, ad no you don't have to pay us." I lock the door and put the closed sign up. "who are you running from anyways. the police?" Dad asks. The boy crawls out from the booth. Thanks, and no, I got separated fro my body guard and a mob of girls are after me. "i wish I had a mob of girls after me. Don't tell your mom." He winks at me. I grin and roll my eyes. "Are you like famous or oooohh." The boy takes off his shades. My eyes widen. It's THE Corey Haim! whoa. "Hey, I know you! you're the boy in those movies Vanessa says is her future husband. Cody, right?" I facepalm myself. "gee thanks for making me sound like a psycho, dad." Corey chuckles, showing off his adorable dimples. "Its Corey, Corey Haim. and don't worry Vanessa, the fact that you didn't scream and jump on me proves you are definitely not a psycho. Nice to meet you both." He shakes dad's hand and takes mine, planting a sweet kiss on it, making me blush. I'm glad my skin is light and not light like dad's, or I'd be redder than our hair.
I look towards the window, and sure enough, a stampede of girls rush past outside. Corey ducks down again pulling me down with him accidentally. "oops, sorry." "don't worry about it." "The coast is clear now." Dad says and we both get up. "you must be hungry after running away from all those girls, how does a burger and fries sound?" Dad asks Corey. "Awesome thanks a lot." dad nods and leaves to the kitchen. Sit up on a stool at the counter before my shaking legs give out and I end up on the floor. Corey sits next to me. He reaches for his pocket and I assume he's getting money for the food, but he offers it to me. "Corey, we told you, you don't have to pay anything not even the meal. Thank you though." Corey furrows his eyebrows in confusion for a moment. "Ooh, you want me to take you out to a fancy dinner? or show you my house or buy you-" I shut him up putting my finger to his lips. "Please Corey, I don't want any of those things, honestly I'm just so thrilled I even got to meet you face to face and without a bunch of girls trying to kill me. His expression went confused again. "come on, you must want something, everyone does." He looks over to the kitchen where my dad was cooking,his back to us. Corey leans closer to me, "do you wanna... you know, do it?" my eyes widened and I leaned away from him. "Corey, no, what would make you think that?" he squints those crystal blue eyes of his at me, like he as trying to solve a math problem.
"oh, I get it, not here. Where then? he says in a low voice. I sigh. "you know what Corey? I'm truly honestly so sorry that everyone you've met take you for granted and use you as a wallet or a toy. But lets get something straight here. You are a human being, and you're so kind and lovable and special and it really makes me mad that people don't respect and treat you the way you deserve. "the only thing I want is to make you understand how important you are and you should love yourself right and stop hurting yourself. I know we just met, but I care about you so very much and I'd be devastated if anything bad happened to you. OK? Corey seemed speechless. His eyes seemed to tear up, and all of a sudden he threw his arms around me and started sobbing. oh damn I finally meet my fav celeb and I make him cry. I honestly don't know what to do, I'm so awkward when it comes to comforting people, I mean, I'm good at it, but I shy away from such things. "I'm sorry Cor, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, please stop crying. I wrap my arms around him soothingly. Dad comes out with our food and leaves quietly.
I keep holding Corey for a few minutes longer until he breaks apart from me. "Vanessa, sorry about that, its just, nobody has ever said such genuinely nice things to me like that." He says, wiping his face. I offer him some napkins. "Thanks. for everything you said. "You're welcome, really do mean it." he nods. "well now that I'm done being a cry baby, lets dig in." he smiles. I smile back and I enjoy the delicious meal with my favorite boy in the world.
