"It's 'Gray is the best person alive.'"
I walk over to the booth behind my seat and walk over it, sliding into my seat and sitting up against the giant teddy bear that is behind me.
"Wow. Gray, what have you done to cause her to dislike you so much?" L.J. says with a chuckle.
"Hi, what can I get for you all?" A waitress says walking up.
I can see all the guys stare at her. She has long brown hair and her waitress uniform is low cut with a short skirt and tight, showing off her curves. She looks to be our age and she smiles at the guys.
"I'm not hungry," Willow says.
"I'll take a number two with extra fries, and I think the guys will take your number," I say knowing Willow is gonna eat all my fries and to mess with the guys.
She blushes and the guys all look to me with evil looks. The guys order their food and she soon walks away.
"What kind of wing-woman are you?" A says.
"The best kind because when she comes back with that check she is gonna have her phone number on the bottom next to the classic 'XOXO' scribbled next to it."
"How exactly do you know that?"
"Because it's a classic move that every girl has pulled before or thought of using."
"Truth," Willow says.
"So you're saying that you have done it before?" Alan asks me.
"No one but Willow has asked for my number and that was so that she could blow up my phone with pictures of guys she thinks are cute and memes."
"Many pictures of us on there?" Alan asks.
"No-"
"Yes!" Willow says louder, overriding my no.
"Wow, I just realized how mean that is," I say.
We continue to talk until the waitress brings over our food. She hands it out then put the check on the table. As she walks away I quickly grab the check.
"Her number is 503-###-### and below it says XOXO," I say smiling before looking back to the guys.
"Hand that s^*# over." A says taking the bill from me.
I grab my burger as I look at him and the guys look it over.
"Willow, I know you're looking at my fries, just take them," I say to her as I see her looking to them and me, waiting for me to notice.
She takes them and smiles at me as the guys set down the bill.
"Are you just that good at telling the future?" Mason asks.
"When you're a quiet nerd for over seven years, you learn a lot of things. Including how to foreshadow every single event."
"Alright, so who's going to pay the bill?" Gray asks with a raised eyebrow.
"That's why I ordered something cheap because none of us are gonna end up paying for it. That older couple with the man in a military hat from 1992 and two kids that were in grade school paid for it."
"No way," Willow says looking to me.
"That's not possible," Trever says.
"People can be nice," I say taking a bite of my burger.
"No way they had actually done that," Alan says.
"Fine then. Hand over the bill."
A hands it over to me.
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Behind The Hoodie
Teen Fiction"Just remember, if we get caught you're deaf and I don't speak English." "You're over thinking this, trust me. We won't get caught," he says with a smirk as he scans over my face, staring at my lips for a moment until stopping when his eyes meet min...
