Sorry this took so long to get up online! Not that anyone really cares...

*Ahem*

I hope you enjoy the chapter, reveiw! :3

Julia woke up at 7:45 realizing she didn't have as much time as she would like to get ready.

It's just breakfast! She tried to calm herself. With...he hasn't told me his name! How can I feel this way for him, who's name I don't know? She sighed. Who is she kidding? He works at Subway, this couldn't work out even if she wanted it to. Could it?

By the time she got out of the bathroom it was 8:00 and she hadn't curled her hair yet.

She picked up the curling iron and began curling the ends. Why am I doing this? For him? She examined her curled locks. It looks to nice for a doughnut date... is this a date? She put up her hair in a low ponytail and swept her hair over her shoulder. After pulling a few pieces of her bangs out her hair was done.

What do you where to a date-or what ever this is-to Krispy Kreme with a guy you just met? She threw different things down on her bed and picked up a sweatshirt. She threw it back down. 8:25. She didn't have time for this!

She then picked up one of her favorite dresses and held it in front of her. The top of the dress was sleeveless and had a scooping neckline. It was cream with small scattered navy polka-dots. The navy blue skirt was connected to the top with thick brown belt that showed off her tiny waistline. The In the back was a blue ribbon laying over where the back was cut out from the dress. Since it was all a cotton like fabric, she thought is was casual enough.

She slipped on light brown strappy sandals before she almost walked out the door. The picked up a navy blue ribbon and tied it around the elastic band that held her ponytail in place. I look to matchy. To put together... She examined herself again. I looked pretty good though! She walked out the door at 8:40 and headed to Krispy Kreme.

Roman slept in. Or a least slept later than he planned. 8:30. He rushed to his closet to try to find a unwrinkled shirt. He found a light blue tee shirt and threw it on. He rushed to the bathroom to fix his wild dark brown hair. He noticed that his shirt made his olive skin look tanner. Her also noticed he was wearing plaid pajama pants. Come on! After throwing on a pair of khaki shorts and tan flip-flops, he was out the door and on his way.

Julia arrived at Krispy Kreme first. Roman had planned to get to the doughnut shop before Julia, but by the time he walked in she was already near the front of the long winding line. He got some sour looks from people as he pushed past them in line, but they waved it off when they realized he was came to stand next to someone already in line. As he made his way over to her, she forgot everything she planned to say to him. She had anticipated the awkwardness of the first few minutes and thought of a few things to say in advance. She couldn't hardly think straight now, much less remember.

"Uh, umm, hi," Julia said quickly tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

Roman smiled at her and replied with a simple, yet somehow meaningful, "Hey, you look nice." She was to nervous to notice the nervousness seeping from his simple words.

"Yeah, thanks."

Roman cleared his throat, breaking the silence yet making the awkwardness more present. "So, what does one order at such a high-end place such as this one?"

This made Julia giggle. She hated how girly and flirtatious the giggle came out to be. Ugh.

They ordered and made their way outside where multiple tables were. They got much more comfortable talking to each other after chit-chatting for a while.

"So, you realize, we know nothing about each other." Julie said, jokingly raising an eyebrow.

"Well we'll have to fix that, will we not?"

"How do you plan to do that?"

"We could... play a question game!" he exclaimed, with sudden excitement. She laughed. "I'm serious! One person asks a question then-"

She cut him off, "okay, okay! Do you want to ask the first question?"

"I would love to," he said dramatically. "Okay, let's see, what do you like to do? Like in your free time?"

"Well, I love to sing. And write. I would love drama, ya know, like Musical Theatre class, but..."

"But what?"

"I just can't bring myself to get onstage with so many people...watching...just stage fright I guess."

"But why? I bet you're amazing!"

"You don't know that. Anyway, moving on, next topic, it's my turn to asked a question!" She thought for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing. Just seeing her laughing, so happy, made Roman laugh, too.

"What is it?"

"The question! That-that I need to ask!" she said, still in hysterics.

"What!"

"What's your name!"

"Huh?"

"That's the question!"

"You don't kn- I guess that never came up. Well at least I made a point to know your name, Juliet!"

She shook her head, smiling. "Guess again! And you haven't answer the question!"

"What? But I'm sure that-"

"Answer!"

"The tag said-"

"The question!"

"Juliet!"

"My name is Julia, not Juliet. Juliet is just a nickname, now answer the question!"

"My name is Roman."

"Hello, Roman," she said with a cheery smile on her face.

"Hello, Julia...You know, I think I might just call you Juliet. Or Jewel do you think?"

She laughed without answering the question. Pet names? Maybe I'm over thinking this...Hit by reality she asked him, "So what about... you know...

the Great Wrap, Subway...thing..."

This made him go silent as well. "I-I don't know. Mr. Walter is pretty serious about that."

"Well, I guess this breakfast is a...secret?"

"Yes, but...I... still want to see you... sometime... Saturday?" Roman asked her.

"We're making plans about next time before we even leave!" she laughed, the stood up out of her chair, quickly. "Oh no! I should have left already though! My shift starts at two, and I still need to get ready-"

"It's okay, it's fine. see you... later."

"Here," she said handing him a napkin with a number written on it. "Text me, we'll talk about Saturday!"

"Alright, bye!"

"Bye!" she yelled while running to her car, leaving him sitting at a picnic table alone with a few leftover doughnuts and a napkin will a number on it.

Hope you enjoyed, again, please review, especially I you spotted a grammer or speling (that's a joke. Ha. Ha. Ha. :P)

I don't know what I'm doing after this. Writer's block. I just...don't know where I'm taking this anymore. :C

Until Chapter 3, hopefully,

*Elsa*