Soeurs

Chapter 4

“Hey!!” Jack interrupted my train of thought “I ordered us some lunch since it didn’t take you so long to get ready, it’s number 27, if you hear it being called out and I’m in the bathroom…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get it.” I said as I walked. I left to find a seat. I was panicking.

He's here is all I could think of.

I was freaking out. I felt a little paranoid. What if he noticed me looking at him.

You know what it probably all in my head.

“Number 27!” I heard the guy from the counter yell out. I got up and started walking to get the food. Yes, that it. i just imagined it. Im so nervous for this wedding that I'm seeing things.

As I approached the counter I saw him looking at me from the corner of my eye from his seat close to the counter.

All I have to do id look at him once to prove my point. only then will I stop freaking out. i thought to myself.

I got the food and casually turned to look over at the same time. He was sitting with another guy who also seemed young, I couldn’t see his face but he was wearing a Beacon Hills lacrosse jersey. I tried not to look back for too long.

“Looks like you have an admirer.” It was Jack, he was coming out from the restroom.

“What are you talking about?” I pretended I had not noticed the both of them now staring at me.

“Oh come on Daisy, don’t play dumb with me. Don’t think I didn’t see you either. Your eyeing him too. He probably noticed since you both won’t stop looking at eachother.” I guess it was true. But the only reason he's looking at me is probably because I can't stop staring at him.

The entire time Jack was talking I was trying to make sure, 100% sure, that it was or wasn't my mysterious stranger.

“Just go over there, judging for how much he’s been staring you, he probably will just throw his number at you without you having to ask.” Jak interrupted my thoughts one more.

“What? No! I will not go ‘get at him’. I’m not like you. I don’t do smoothness. I’m an awkward mess. Besides i'm not even thinking about that”

“Just go! You never know, maybe he’s into that. Plus, you can't lie to me. Especially the way you are looking at him.”

I couldn’t believe it but I was actually giving it some thought, I mean the guy was dreamy. Literally. It would be the perfect excuse to go talk to him and I have been noticing how handsome he is. He probably gets girls going up to him all the time. He wouldn't possibly remember me if I went up.

 

I was looking down at my sandwich for a while lost in thought, when I heard the sound of someone clearing their throat that was not Jack.

I looked up and I saw the guy with the Beacon Hills jersey standing at our table.

“Can we help you?” Jack asked.

“Um, ya. Hi, my name is Scott.”

“Hi” I said.

“Hi Scott, I’m Jack and this is Daisy.”

“Hi Jack,” he said, then he turned to me.

“Daisy...” he started.

“It’s Daze, my name is Daisy, but I like to be called Daze.” I interrupted him.

“Oh, umm… Daze, well I don’t want to seem weirder than I already do.”

“Weird? I didn’t get that vibe, did you Daze?” I could tell he was trying to make the guy feel better, after all he did seem really nervous.

“No, not at all.” I was trying to see if I could help. “ What’s up Scott? Why so nervous?”

Scott started laughing and I could tell he was beginning to relax.

“Actually I came over here for my friend over there.” He turned back towards the table he was sitting at with the guy I had been staring at more in the last thirty minutes than I have stared at any guy in the last three years.

"Whats his name?" I asked.

"They call him stiles."Scott said.

"Stiles? Like that his real name?" Jack asked.

"Its what he goes by."

"So What does your friend need." Jack asked scott.

"Its not something he needs. Rather something he wants."

"And what does he want." This time I spoke.

Just then I heard a throat clearing behind Scott. It was Stiles. We all turned to look at him as he stood there awkwardly.

"I was actually wondering something about you." He said. Stiles spoke only to me.

"What do you want to know." I wasn't sure what he was trying to get at but I was curious to find out what this guys wanted with me. He was probably coming over to ask if I have a staring problem.

"Well I was wondering If you have ever seen me before." He paused for my reaction.

I was totally confused. I had no idea what he was trying to do. What was I suppose to say?

Yes I have seen you before in my dreams.

"Umm... I do think I would remember meeting you before." I said. It wasn't a lie.

"Ha." He chuckled. "I mean I feel like we have met before. A Game? A Party? A... Dream." The last one was more of statement than a  question.

I couldn't help but laugh. Nervousness in me brings me to laugh. Jack joined me. so did Scott but his laugh was more of a nervous chuckle like mine. I was speechless. This guy just got lucky with his choice of words. He had no way of detecting that I had been dreaming about him for a while now.

After I was over my blushing something actually came to mind I spoke.

"A dream? Ha... real smooth." I chuckled. Hoping to take the attention away.

He looked at me and them back at his hands and began to stutter.

“I... a... ya, what a line huh?" Then he looked straight at me but this time no humor in his face. Just straight concentration. " Daisy, let me help you." Stiles looked straight into my eyes.

Thats when it hit me.  

No, it can't be him. I told myself, but it was.

I spoke out loud.

"What?" I said. Thats all I could say. Nothing else was coming out.

Let me help you. he said.

"Oh my god." I just couldn't believe it.

The guy from my dreams was standing right in front of me. I was 100% sure. No doubt in my mind was this him. The thing that was weirding me out the most was that he knew..