With my misty memories from way back when far behind me, I ran the rest of the way to the Inn. When I got to the cheery old building, I stopped to check my reflection in the darkened window. My short red hair frizzed in so many different directions it was almost comical. I dug in my purse and brought out a brush and I used that to tame the mahogany red beast. My long bangs hung a couple inches from where the rest of my hair stopped. It created a cool effect, and nobody would have realized it was because I was too lazy to cut my bangs straight. I just let them grow free. I ran my hand up my leg, to get stray leaves off of the limb and praised the lord I remembered to shave my legs the night before. Lastly, I cleaned the run off eyeliner from the bottom of my eye, so I didn't look like a Goth, and applied some lippy.

I took the brave step into the Inn and looked in. A woman only a couple years older than me stood at the counter and called me over. Pulling her hair up into a messy ponytail she smiled a beautiful smile. She gave off an air of elegance, even dressed in work clothes. I would hate to be anywhere near her while she was dressed up for fear of looking very insignificant. I came over and she held out her hand for me to shake.

"Hey, my name's Violet." She said in a beautiful, tinkling voice.

"Mirabelle," I said taking her hand, with a smile that was hard not to expose on your face. "Nice to meet you."

"Luke's already been in here, but he gets so nervous sometimes," She said with a chuckle, "He went out for a little walk."

"Oh…" I said, feeling slightly bad about taking so long at Wizard's.

"He said, in the mean time, that you can have whatever you want from the menu." She said waving her arms around for emphasis.

"I don't know what to try. You choose?" I asked.

"Sure." She said with a smile that made her eyes sparkle. With a start, I realized why her name seemed to fit. Her eyes were a deep violet. They seemed to contrast her messy raven black hair with an elegance and prettiness I envied.

She went into the back and came back with a sweet-looking light blue drink.

"It's my newest drink, Made from blueberries." She said, handing the glass to me.

I took a huge drink of the liquid and smiled. The wonderful taste of blueberries mixed with a nice taste of something unknown to me. I finished the drink quickly.

"That was great." I said, as she filled me up again. "What other than blueberries is in there?"

"Just some of our most popular alcoholic drinks. I've never really mixed it before but it was pretty strong before I poured the blueberry mix in." She explained. I place the cup down and pushed it away.

"Whoops." I said. " I can't drink."

"Oh…. Are you not 21?" Violet asked, concerned.

"No….. It's just." I said with a blush, "I'm a terrible drunk."

It was too late to go home and destroy things there; the effects of the alcohol were already taking effect.

"I'm sorry. I'm not used to serving non-alcoholic drinks…." She said scratching her head, "I guess not everyone can be a strong drinker like me….. Again, I'm so sorry."

"No… No. There was probably not a lot of alcohol in there anyways." I reasoned while I could.

Violet slyly knocked a bottle behind a cabinet, but I wasn't too bothered by it. The door had just opened and a very nicely dressed Luke came in. He had on a nice white dress shirt that looked much better on him then his normal work clothes, which was saying something. He had nice black slacks on but, he had left his signature bandana on his head. When he saw me his lips turned up in a smile. Now that I think about it, he had a wonderful smile. It was so hard to resist not smiling back, so I didn't. A more then slight pull, turn into a full blown crush in a mere three seconds. I noticed everything about him, from the not so subtle biceps that were visible in his short sleeve dress shirt to the midnight black hair that still hung in front of his magnificently golden eyes.

The last couple relevant thoughts I had were that I wanted to kiss him. Oh Dear Heavenly Lord, I wanted to kiss him to Timbuktu and back. …. But I hoped I didn't….. And I prayed I didn't make a drunken fool out of myself.

….. But I knew I was beyond help.