I quickly let out a sharp sigh, watching as a white smoke cloud escape my mouth, and then slowly inhaled the freezing December air. I allowed the gum chilling air to brush against my teeth. I could tell it was going to be one of those nights, where the wind was strong enough to blow a hundred pound man over. I giggled as I remember witnessing Dexter being toppled by a harsh gust of wind. We had just come from a movie, I can't recall the name nevertheless I know it was really boring, cause he kept falling asleep or was that me who knows it happened two years ago.

However, I will never forget the face he made right before he landed face first in a pile of snow I laughed so hard I ended slipping myself. I guess remembering that dumb thought made me laugh aloud, because when I came back to reality, people were staring at me, I could feel my face heating up from embarrassment I took a glance around to find somewhere to go to get out of this awkward situation and especially this cold. When I saw a café across the street, rushing over avoiding any eye contact I made it across. When I reached the door, I could see through the window that there were very few people inside, as I draw back the glass door I could hear the bell from above ring as I stepped in a raven head girl approached me. She was wearing one of those get up a waitress would wear at a truck stop.

The outfit had two letters on the right side of her collar in bold gold print, BC I figured it was the name of the place so I paid it no mind. She asks if it was just me tonight I nodded in response, she then told me to follow her right before popping a piece of gum on my face. Even though I thought it was extremely rude, I was too cold to complain, I will just take it up with the manager later. She led me to a table in the back next to a window, handing me a menu then walking away, closely I examed the lineup to find something of my interest and to no surprise there was none. I tried to flag down the short hair women but no avail the waitress was too busy listening to music. Just another thing to report to the manager but again too cold to do so, I sank in my seat, letting a sigh come from scarlet red lips.

I looked around the small diner thinking about how long this place had been here; and from the looks of thing, it has been a while. The place was falling apart all most every chair had cotton sticking from it and the tiles on the ground were chipped and dirty. It sent a chill of disgust up my spine. I just decide to look out the window, but then a heard the doorbell ring again.

In walk a man. He was tall. But I couldn't really see what he looked like due to the fact of how low in was in my seat, but he must have been very handsome because all of the waitresses rushed up to him, well almost the short raven hair girl didn't move from her spot she was still just, chilling there not eye raping the customer like the rest. The women seem to trip over themselves, trying to talk to him. I could only image the stupid things they were saying another wave of disgust came across me as I thought because of girls like them I get treated like a complete airhead. After what seem like forever, the women all left with a sad expression on their face.I laughed at what would have made them look like they had just seen a puppy die, he probably told him he was a homosexual or was a guy who was too high-class to get with a waitress. He walked over to the bar throwing his black leather jacket on the back of the bar stool, and then taking a seat not too far from me and from there I had a somewhat better view of the stranger.

He was wearing black combat boots with a pair of dark blue jeans; he also wore a ruby red short sleeve shirt that made his crimson eyes seem even demonic.

I could only image what a guy like that was doing here, and why a guy like that even a exists, I mean I've seen some handsome guys before but his guy steals the cake he had a kind of vibe going on that made him even more attractive. He was just seating there he did not really seem interested in anything here.

I guess we did have something in common I chuckled a little.

I guess he was relatable. I found myself staring for what seem like forever, I don't know what it was about him but I just wanted to look at him all night and would have too. If only he hadn't caught me. I jumped slightly up putting my body in a more proper seating position, eyes darting all over the place acting as if our eyes met by chance. But with no luck, he was now looking right at me placing his elbows on the counter allowing his chin to fall into his hand. He had this grin on his face that made him look irresistible. And then he did it.

He winked at me. I felt my cheeks heat up. But maybe I was getting ahead of myself I mean what if that wasn't a wink he could've had something in his eye and maybe it was for someone behind me. I checked to see if anyone there and then, I remember I was all the-the way in the back. So that meant. I do not really know what that meant but I was going to found out. He was making his way over to me. He slipped into the seat

He looked right at me with those crimson eyes. I could feel myself avoiding eye contact, why I don't know but I was. He just sat there, not saying a word just staring at me. Then finally, he spoke.

"So?" That's all he said was so in a calm and quiet tone I was confused I had to ask.

"So what?" I asked in a respectful manner

"How does it feel to be stared at? Does it make you uncomfortable, or is it something you do to attract your prey." This time, he spoke with a sly and cocky attitude each word dripping with sarcasm. I was lost for word; this person had just lost all his charm point with me now he just seems like a major dick now. I mean of course he had every right to ask why a stranger was just looking not staring at him because there is a difference Also, there is a way to go about asking and that wasn't it, and now he probably thinks he deserves a proper answer, but he wasn't going to get one... at least not from me.

"I'll have you know I was not staring at you, in fact, I didn't even know you were there you just happened to be in my line of view. And I don't see why anyone would even bother looking in your direction in the first place" I said slightly annoyed by the fact that he had I grin plastered across his face the moment to began to speak as if he was hoping I would react this way.

He let out a small chuckle, and then slowly looked around the diner; he glanced back over at me before he leaned over and said.

"It's good to see you're still the same after all these years pinky" he then got up from the table and made his way to the door. He grab his coat from the bar stool on his way out.

I just sat there in complete silent because I haven't heard that name since I was in high school and the only person who ever called me that was

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