the true colors of blood

daydreaming

It was a busy day at the cafe. The sunlight beaming through the windows. The bell on the door ringing repeatedly as more people walk in to purchase food and drinks. But I, Delia bridge was always waiting for the one person of my dreams. I'd scrub tables, warm coffee,  and warm breakfast meals. To be honest it was a little stressful, but after a while I got use to it. I've been working here since I was 17, and now...I'm 23 but I get paid enough to take care of myself. I actually fell in love with this place.
-ding!

I looked at the door as I heard the bell ring. It was the man of my dreams right there. He was wearing a cream colored brown turtle neck with a black suit jacket on over it, he was in his black slacks with his everyday leather shoes, they were so shiny you couldn't even tell he wore them everyday to work.

As he walked to the counter where I was cleaning I couldn't help but to blush a little.

-good morning sir, how may I help you today? I asked as he sat down in front of me

-Morning...um...he hesitated for a second

-are you alright sir? I asked coming a little closer

-yes I'm fine just thinking about what I'm in the mood for this morning... He smiled while looking at me

-I looked back at him and blushed, I could feel my cheeks getting warmer...well let me know when you figure out your order

-hmmm...ok I think I know

-I pulled out my notepad and pin and looked at him waiting for his order

-just curious...can I order you with my meal he smirked at me

- I could...if that's what you'd like...I couldn't help not to play along with him

- how about this...are you busy tomorrow night?

-actually... I am...I answered a little nervous

-ok well then Monday I'd like to take you somewhere

-oh ok!...I said with excitement

Chapter 1: daydreaming