KiNg-FoR-a-DaY!!!, chapter 1
"Why don't you just talk to him, instead of stalking him?"
I shot an angry glare to my friend, Giselle.
"I don't stalk him! I just watch him....... Closely." I said, and we both broke into laughter.
Giselle was referring to the guy I had a huge crush on, Billie Joe, who had just walked in the lame little pizza parlor I worked in. He was Tre's good friend, and band mate, and Giselle and I were good friends with Tre. So, in short, I had good connections. Only problem was, they didn't do me any good. It seemed like Billie Joe didn't even know I existed. Mike, Tre's other good friend, and band mate, was also a good friend of ours. We, Giselle and I, had known Tre ever since he was 5. Then, Tre introduced us to Billie Joe and Mike recently. Mike was awesome, and I could see why he and Tre hung out so much. And then there was Billie Joe. The second I saw him, I liked him. I loved everything about him; his dark hair (well it was dark most of the time), his sometimes quiet voice, his sometimes loud voice- just everything. He always seemed elsewhere, though. I knew he had a girlfriend, Adrienne, and that they were very serious. I guess he didn't really like being close to any girl but her, so he chose to basically ignore me. It only fired up my interest more.
Giselle had come by just to talk, because she had come by so often, she knew when it was busy, and when it wasn't.
"So," she started, annoyed by the fact I had stopped talking, "Are you going to talk to him, or what?"
I looked around real quick, to see if I had any other customers, because I wanted to be able to take my time in taking his order. After all, he was alone; I could never catch him alone.
When I found no one, I turned back to Giselle as I walked around the counter.
"I am going to take his order, and casually say hi. And besides, he is the one who doesn't talk much."
"Not according to Mike and Tre." Giselle added.
I rolled my eyes.
"Just shut up and buy something!"
She stuck her tongue out at me, and turned back to the magazine rack on top of the bar.
I shot an angry glare to my friend, Giselle.
"I don't stalk him! I just watch him....... Closely." I said, and we both broke into laughter.
Giselle was referring to the guy I had a huge crush on, Billie Joe, who had just walked in the lame little pizza parlor I worked in. He was Tre's good friend, and band mate, and Giselle and I were good friends with Tre. So, in short, I had good connections. Only problem was, they didn't do me any good. It seemed like Billie Joe didn't even know I existed. Mike, Tre's other good friend, and band mate, was also a good friend of ours. We, Giselle and I, had known Tre ever since he was 5. Then, Tre introduced us to Billie Joe and Mike recently. Mike was awesome, and I could see why he and Tre hung out so much. And then there was Billie Joe. The second I saw him, I liked him. I loved everything about him; his dark hair (well it was dark most of the time), his sometimes quiet voice, his sometimes loud voice- just everything. He always seemed elsewhere, though. I knew he had a girlfriend, Adrienne, and that they were very serious. I guess he didn't really like being close to any girl but her, so he chose to basically ignore me. It only fired up my interest more.
Giselle had come by just to talk, because she had come by so often, she knew when it was busy, and when it wasn't.
"So," she started, annoyed by the fact I had stopped talking, "Are you going to talk to him, or what?"
I looked around real quick, to see if I had any other customers, because I wanted to be able to take my time in taking his order. After all, he was alone; I could never catch him alone.
When I found no one, I turned back to Giselle as I walked around the counter.
"I am going to take his order, and casually say hi. And besides, he is the one who doesn't talk much."
"Not according to Mike and Tre." Giselle added.
I rolled my eyes.
"Just shut up and buy something!"
She stuck her tongue out at me, and turned back to the magazine rack on top of the bar.
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