Your POV
I took a deep breath and got out of the car. I locked it as I walked into the building where Normani was sitting next to the window with the sun hitting her skin making it seem like she was glowing. I walked over to her and she stood up to hug me. I hugged her back even though I wasn't big on being touched.
"You are way taller than what I expected then when I think about it I was wearing heels last night," she replied as we sat down.
"You're short like I expected," I told the shorter girl jokingly. She rolled her eyes playfully and smiled at me.
"Hi, can I start you two off with something to drink?" the waitress asked adorably as she handed us menus.
"Um, what do you recommend?" I asked her and she thought about it for a second.
"I personally like the sparkling lemonade because it's not too sweet and it's really good," she suggested.
"I hope you're right because I'll have the sparkling lemonade," I told her.
"And for you, ma'am?" she asked Normani cutely.
"I'll just have a water for now," she replied.
"Boring," I mumbled playfully making the waitress giggle and Normani roll her eyes playfully.
"I'll be back in just a second," the waitress said before walking off.
"She's so cute," Normani commented and I agreed.
"So what do people do when they hang out? I'm kinda new to it," I asked her and she looked shocked.
"You don't hang out with many people?"
"Just Jess and now Blue," I answered.
"Why?" she questioned.
"People are users. If I were to start hang out with people now, they'd only see my mom's name and not mine," I replied looking down at the menu to to choose what I wanted to eat.
"But everyone isn't like that," she said.
"That's true, but I'd rather not risk my chances," I replied and she just nodded. The waitress came back with out drinks and sat them down in front of us.
"Are you two ready to order?" she asked us.
"Yes, can I get the skillet shrimp with lime and green curry compound butter? oh, and can I have a side order of rice?" I asked. She wrote everything down and wrote Normani's order down, which I didn't hear because I zoned out.
"You don't have an accent, why?" Normani asked.
"Why don't you have one?" I asked.
"I guess it never stuck. Moving to Texas didn't really help either, but what about you? Why don't you have one?"
"I do sometimes. It's with certain word or phrases. Or when I'm pissed off," I answered and took a sip of the sparkling lemonade.
"Where'd you go to school?"
"I went to Lusher for elementary, middle and high school," I answered.
"Why just 'one' school?"
"My adoptive parents knew people there, so it was easier for me to get in."
"Do you live with your adoptive parents?"
"Um, no. It's been twelve years since I've lived with them."
"Twelve years? They died during the storm, didn't they?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"A feeling," she replied, "Who did you live with?"
