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It was Friday lunchtime Shannon Beiste went to the room of Teachers company to do her best friend and partner, Emma Pillsbury. Shannon was the sister who never had Emma, always worrying about her, giving advice, especially love advice. The big one knew all the problems of her friend, there were no secrets between them. And now Shannon was concerned more with Emma at what happened three months ago ... Gradually she was recovering, but deep in his soul still had terrible scars that would not be erased so easily. The trainer was doing everything to help her. Shannon knew her friend was not open enough to start a new relationship, but all I wanted was to see her have some fun, smile a little. She could count on one hand how many times Emma had smiled in the last three months. Shannon sat in front of Emma putting a huge pan with chicken and potatoes on the table.
-Hey, pumpkin!
Hi, Shannon! How are you?
You know, In ... (Said plucking a chicken leg with his hand) I've been thinking ... (Biting the thigh of chicken and making noise while eating) you would like to go out tonight? I know a restaurant with live music, amazing! There is a well-known family? (Licking Fingers) Smoking is not allowed to enter, it is very clean!
Emma pursed her lips and looked indecisive down, poking his grapes with plastic fork. -I am not in the mood to go out ...
-Come on In! (Said with his mouth full) You want to spend the rest of his life trapped in that apartment? What you get with this?
Shannon's words echoed in his head. "Spend the rest of your life trapped in an apartment." After all, what were you doing with your life? What happened in the past was really terrible. But what would win spending the rest of life totally away from the outside world? Absolutely nothing!
-You are right! I will! You can catch me at 19:00?
It is well-spoken!
The restaurant was actually very clean and family. Nothing too glamorous. Actually, it was a very cozy Italian restaurant. Emma loved it right away. There was a small stage where local artists are featured, as Shannon said. The two chose the table. Soon came a very friendly waitress serves them.
Good-night! What will they want? (Apart from the legal pad)
Well, I'll have a bowl of rice with onions and butter, (said running his finger through the menu) I want two servings mean Gnocchi with enough tomato sauce, eee ... Ah! I want two, not ... three pieces of lasagna and a portion of Gelatto dessert!
Emma's eyes widened. How can she have both appetite? she thought to herself.
-Drink? asked the waitress.
-Ah yes, dear. I'll have white wine.
-And you, Miss? asked directing her gaze to Emma.
-I'll have a small portion of the sugo Gnochi special, and for dessert a piece of Tiramisu.
-And to drink?
-Ah yes, bring apple juice. The waitress wrote down everything and left. Suddenly a singer took the stage and introduced himself to everyone, would sing "Blaze of Glory" by Bon Jovi. He was wearing a black shirt with a V-shaped dark jeans. The way the soft yellow light reflectors beat their curly hair, made him even sexier. So when he started playing the guitar, the waitress returned with requests arranging everything on the table.
-That's what I'm talking about! (Shannon said rubbing his hands) Emma took the glass of juice and was pecking at the straw as he watched the guy singing on stage.
I wake up in the morning
And I raise my weary head
I've got an old coat for a pillow
And the earth was last night's bed
I do not know where I'm going
Only God knows where I've been
I'm a devil on the run
A six gun lover
A candle in the wind ...
Shannon took two bites of gnocchi in his mouth and looked at her friend redhead. The coach noticed that she diverted her eyes from the stage. The coach looked back over his shoulder and turned to Emma with a smile on his lips.
-I would be with him if he were younger ... Emma blinked for a few seconds.
-O-o-q-which? (Said stammering) No! No no! I was not looking at him! Q-I mean, I was e-but-one and was paying attention to the music! It is! n-in music!
-Easy, Pumpkin! I was not insinuating anything! You need to relax, girl! Emma looked away from her friend and took a forkful in your Gnocchi.
As soon as Will Schuester finished the presentation, everyone applauded enthusiastically. Singing at the restaurant earned him some extra money and some women. Almost every weekend he comes out with a different woman. He was a bachelor, and nothing prevented. He really did not care about his reputation chicken, all I wanted was fun and distance of a stable relationship. Will came off the stage and was soon greet his friend Brandon, who was watching him all the time.
-Wow! Dude ... you are very good! (Brandon said giving a hug followed by a few pats on the back)
Thank you! You is not seen nothing yet! The two sat at the table and asked a few beers.
You know, Will ... I do not know why you waste your talent here in Ohio! Why do not you try his luck in New York?
I'd love to, but now I can not. I am very involved with the glee club, and this year has regional ... Suddenly the waitress appeared beside their table.
Excuse me, Mr. Schuester ... that woman (she pointed to a stunning brunette who was sitting at 4 feet away) asked me to give you this.
The waitress handed him a piece of paper. Will opened it and read the phone number. The problem is that he had already left her once, she was completely crazy! Will crumpled the paper and leaned over, knocking his forehead lightly on the table.
-This is not ... is already the third time that dispense! She is like a piece of gum on my shoe! Will snorted and sipped at his beer.
-What, Will! I do not believe that will dispense it! She is so beautiful! Mr. Schuester looked at the woman and she waved a hand giving a wink.
No way! Will said shaking his head. Brandon sighed and put more beer in the cup.
Very well, Don Juan ... dismissed because you only know it's just snap your fingers and "clack" (the sound he made with his mouth) will melt any girl at his feet! Brandon had to admit, sometimes I felt a little jealous of your friend.
-Ahh ... you're exaggerating! said modestly.
-I am not! I bet you could spend the night with any woman who is here today! Brandon took a good look for all women of the restaurant. Then he saw a redhead wearing a floral dress with a white coat very thin on top. Her hair was loose, slightly wavy at the ends.
-I bet you can spend the night with that woman. He said pointing to Emma. Will rolled his shoulders to see it. He took a good look at it. Emma was laughing merrily something, maybe a joke that her friend told big one.
-Not at all! She does not really my type! It seems that just came out of a convent! I think she is the type of woman who does not make things easier, you know?
-So, my friend! Brandon slammed his palm on wood. See it as a new challenge! Tell you what, I bet a hundred dollars you can have sex with her within two weeks! You in? Brandon gave his hand to seal the bet, but Will was reluctant. He looked back at Emma. If he lost the bet a hundred dollars was a lot of money, and their situation was no longer easy. But, after all, what more could lose? thought.
-I agree!
-That's my man! Brandon said smiling.
The waitress came over to Emma and said a little embarrassed.
-Ahh, excuse me miss. That man, (she pointed to Will who was now alone) asked me to hand over that. The waitress handed him a piece of paper and left. Emma's eyes widened slightly opening his mouth without knowing what to say. Shannon almost shouted:
-What are you waiting for, Em! With trembling fingers, she opened the folding of the paper and read what was written. "I would like to buy you a drink, you agree?" Her face turned redder than a beet.
-And-and-I can not!
-Why not?! He's just inviting you for a drink!
I know! But ... No-I can not, Shannon! She began to breathe with difficulty. The coach looked at her friend with a bit of disappointment in his eyes.
-Pumpkin, remember what you are learning in therapy?
Self-control, (said breathing hard) confidence in itself (breathing a little better) mastery over the mind and body.
-Exactly. Because you do not practice it all now?
The redhead looked at the little paper feeling like a loser. All those hours of therapy and medication to control anxiety was not helping her. -When will I get free? thought. Emma took a deep breath, looked at her friend and said a little more confident.
-Okay, I will!
Next chapter coming soon!