Take Another Step

Take Another Step

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It's about 8:00 PM on a Tuesday night. I slip out of our car to walk into the restaurant. My sister and I run ahead to order a table. Sliding open the door, I noticed that nobody was behind the front counter to help. I awkwardly walk up to the bar lady. Hmm... I looked her up and down before saying anything. Piercings. All over her face. Tattoos running down her neck and arms. Stiff black hair. Ewe. I beam thinking about what I'm going to say. I stare at her for another second, and finally speak up. "Do you know where to, like, order a table?" I smile knowing how horrible I am at being polite. She also gave me an awkward response. "Umm, yeah... you can order right here if you want. Just a table for two?" "No," I say, "Table for six please. Four kids, two adults." That went better. I find myself staring at the basket of crayons. Weird. There's only green and yellow. No purple...? Red...? Blue...? Anyways, my parents are almost at the restaurant. Then I made eye contact with a guy...
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I enter at the club and see people, bouncing their heads, jumping. There’s also a band playing a rock song, but I barely understand it since the vocalist is shouting the lyrics. Plus, the crowd is thick and they’re all noisy. This is a club, after all. I head to the long table and sit my butt on the chair. I order some water with ice. I look at my left side and see him. Azariah. The one who called me his babe. And he’s with another girl. Azariah kisses the girl’s jaw, and the girl giggles. She puts his mouth on his and I can see the tongue. Oh. Why are they need to do that? I mean, it’s pretty disgusting. Putting your tongue inside his or her mouth. It’s yucky. Definitely yucky. Azariah breaks the kiss first and the girl giggles again. The waiter serves my order and goes away. I shove the cup gently and walk towards them. Revenge. OHHHHHH. This better be good. “Hi, baby.” I say at Azariah and he looks up at me. “WHO THE HELL IS THIS GIRL?” “Excuse me? Your baby?” The girls says warily. “You heard me. I’m his girlfriend.” I say. “No. I’m his girlfriend.” The girl complains and looks at Azariah. Azariah gives her a shrug and the girl quickly stands up and says, “How dare you?!” She slaps Azariah.

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