She stood up beside the stool and microphone and thanked the costumers as the applause went on.
The mall was full of people, probably because of the weekend. She got off the little stage that was placed in front of the lunch tables and grabbed her huge purple bag before walking away from there.
She was wrapping the bag around her left shoulder when she saw a guy with sunglasses clapping his hands at her.
"That was really amazing. You're very talented" she could notice a smile under his five o'clock shadow beard.
"Thanks, I'm glad you liked it." she replied.
She smiled at him and continued to walk towards the exit waving a few of familiar faces along the way.
She got out of there and noticed the sun in all its glory. People were walking from here to there but this time they were enjoying their days and smiling instead of running around in their suits and briefcases. She liked to see that at least once a week.
She suddenly stopped walking. She turned around to see the same guy from the mall a couple of feet behind her.
"Are you stalking me or something?" she asked him. He chuckled and got closer to her.
"No, I'm not." he answered and sighed.
"I'm trying to find this place where I have to meet some friends but I'm afraid I'm lost." he admitted.
"Wow, I've never heard a man admit he's lost before. Where are you meeting them?" she turned around and started walking again. He sped up to catch her and walked beside her.
"Um, Flavorful Cafe?" He frowned and she looked at him.
"Really? I'm going there, actually." She signaled with her index finger.
"It's eight blocks down this street."
He smiled in relief and looked at his watch.
"You're meeting someone there too?"
"No, my aunt owns the place and I help her on the weekends."
They were waiting for the streetlight to turn green while she explained.
"Well, you saved me. I was going to be late." He smiled at her again.
"No problem." She saluted him and then chuckled.
"Oh, I'm Cory by the way." He introduced himself.
"Kacie." They shook hands.
"Where are you from? I'm guessing you're not from around." She noticed.
"I'm made in Canada but I moved to L.A. last year. " He told her as he put one of his hands inside the pocket of his blue jacket.
"That's cool." She added and he nodded.
"Are you a professional singer?" He asked her.
She looked shocked by the question.
"Yeah, a professional singer that plays only at local malls. That's my thing." She laughed.
"Just wondering. You have a great voice, you know?" He looked at her and she smiled internally at the compliment.
"Thanks. I'm not professional, I can sing but I don't think I'm ready for it. I mean, I love music but I'm not sure I could be famous and stuff." She explained.
"I know what you mean." He replied.
She suddenly stopped and looked at him.
"We're here." He noticed the giant sign over their heads that clearly said "Flavorful Cafe" and nodded.
She walked inside and dropped her bag behind the wooden counter.
"Hey Dianne!" She shouted as she tied on a black apron around her waist.
"How was it?" Someone shouted back.
"Great. They liked it." She answered with a smile.
"I told you they would." A blonde woman in her mid 30s walked from the kitchen with a plate in her hands and the same black apron as Kacie. She kissed her in the cheek and walked towards one of the tables.
Kacie grabbed a pen and a notepad from the counter and walked towards a table and wrote down their orders. She then walked back to the counter where her aunt was waiting for her with a shocked look on her face.
"Oh-My-God Kacie." Her eyes had never been so wide before.
"What, what is it? Are you OK?" She asked concerned.
"Table 3." was all she said.
I already have two more chapters done, but I need to know if you guys are interested, otherwise I'll leave it here or something.
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