Author's Note: Yay! Some person finally voted on my poll! So now I have a vague idea of what that person wants me to write! So I will write that! Now! Hope you all like it! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi. If I did, K.C. and Bianca would never get out of those handcuffs.

Homecomings

"Here is your cheeseburger with fries and no meat." Yes, these were the kind of things that the customers were ordering at the Dot today. Hasn't this girl ever heard of grilled cheese? She was the definition of dumb blonde.

"Thank you. Could I get a refill on my Coke?" I looked at her Coke, which seemed to have only a few sips taken from it.

"Sure." I replied with a smile. Then I turned around and rolled my eyes, walking back over to the counter. Work was such a drag. But I had to pay off tuition somehow. I just wished it didn't take time that I could be using to study for my exams. Luckily, Sav walked in, rescuing me from dying boredom for at least a good five minutes.

"Wassup, dude?" he asked, slapping me on the back.

"Whattaya think?" I replied, gesturing toward my Dot t-shirt.

"Right…work…fun."

"You busy?"

"Not really. Why?"

"Could you stay here for a while? I'm bored out of my mind." I was practically begging.

"Sure, Pete. Besides, I gotta tell you about this new song I've been working on. I mean, I know the band is dead, but maybe we could still jam sometime."

"Yeah, sure…" I answered distantly. He began to talk about all of the cool riffs he came up with, but I was too busy looking out the window to pay attention. I watched as a limo pulled up in front of the building. A young woman stepped out of the vehicle and began to walk toward the door.

"Dude!" I interrupted Sav, "Look out the window! A hot chick just got out of a limo and is coming in here!"

"A limo? That's sick!" he exclaimed, "Does that means she's rich? An actress? A famous singer? A princess? A bikini model?"

"I dunno. I can't tell. She's wearing sunglasses."

"Alright. Well act cool. She's coming in here." We watched inconspicuously as she walked in and took a seat at a table by the window.

"She sat alone." I commented.

"Dude, you should totally go talk to her!" he urged.

"Really?"

"Yeah! Make a move! I mean, you're not seeing anyone, right?"

"Nope."

"So go for it!"

"Why not you?"

"She's totally out of my league. But you're a college guy. And you haven't dated anyone since…wow. When was the last time you dated someone?" I smacked him on the shoulder.

"Well, unless you count that one night with Victoria, I haven't really dated anyone since Mia."

"And that was…what? Two years ago?"

"It was last year!" I protested.

"Okay. Last year. Anyway, you haven't had a date in a while. So it's your turn."

"Okay. What do I say?"

"Well you're a waiter. Take her order first." He suggested.

"Okay…then what?"

"Wow…you really haven't done this in a while. Make her laugh. Compliment her. Don't screw up her food. And don't be your idiot self."

"Okay. Got it….Wait…what was that last thing?"

"Just go!" Sav sighed, pushing me in her direction. I took a deep breath before walking toward her. What if there really was a movie star or royalty hiding behind those glasses? I was ready to find out as I reached her table.

"Hi. My name is Peter. I will be your server this evening. Can I get you anything?" I asked with a smile. She smiled back at me, and then lifted up her sunglasses.

"Bonjour, Peter! I'm back!"

So it was a model.

Author's Note: This story will have at least five chapters, but it could be longer if people like it. I think I will like writing it. This will continue to get more interesting. At least…I hope. Anyway, review if it's worth your time. :D