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Chapter2
By 3 that afternoon she had finished her classes without mishap, but her mind continued to go back and forth from that morning to the present. She kept thinking 'What would have happened if I had gone on that date with him? Maybe it wouldn't have been so bad if I had given in a little to my own feelings of wanting as well as his. But then again that's probably just a stupid hope.' She had just finished her thought when she walk into a popular local Italian restaurant called Pertolli's Plaza and took her post as waitress.
By now Damien too had finished his classes. He was back at his frat house watching TV although not actually paying attention. Instead he was thinking about Melina. 'Why didn't she trust him? It wasn't like he was a snake or a wolf or anything; he wasn't going to bite her.' Still, though, that was how she acted, like he was something or someone who couldn't be trusted. Her words and actions confused him. One minute she's spitting fire at him and the next she looked like she wanted to rip his clothes off him but of course by the time that minute was up she was back to hating him. After a few more moments of pondering the mystery that was Melina Johnson, he decided to clear his mind by going to his favorite restaurant, Pertolli's Plaza. He loved the restaurant for its window view of the Mississippi river and for its peaceful atmosphere. He always went there whenever he had a problem or when there was a piece of homework that he just couldn't grasp. Melina may not have been homework but she sure couldn't understand her.
When he walked though the door a female employee wearing black uniform pants, a red button-up shirt and a name tag that read "Kristy" greeted him saying
"Welcome back, Mr. Kole."
"Thank you, Kristy. Is my regular booth open?"
"I'm afraid not, sir. We got full and pretty much had seat people where ever we could stick them."
"Well are there any tables available?"
Yes, sir, but are you sure you want one, I mean, since it won't be your normal table?"
"Yes."
Kristy led him to a simple black square table with a single black chair sitting under it.
"Your waiter or waitress should be with you shortly," she said as she left him with a menu. Minutes after, a female voice sounded
"Welcome to Pertolli's Plaza. May I take your order?" He looked up from the menu in his hands and couldn't believe what he was seeing! It was Melina Johnson with an order book in her hand, black uniform pants, red button-up shirt, that was the Pertolli's Plaza uniform, and name tag with her first and last name printed on its front and her hair in a high pony-tail! Watching her flip through the small note book, his mouth almost dropped, but he caught himself just in time to make up his mind about what to say.
Melina decided her customer was taking to long to answer so she finally looked up from the pad in her hands. She was dumbfounded when she saw just who her customer was.
"Hello, again, Melina," Damien said rather pleased with this shocking turn of events.
"What are you doing here?!" Melina said more a little louder than she intended. Embarrassed she stuttered,
"I - I - I mean ..." Then she finally sighed
"Dammit!" Damien smiled at her amused at her obvious shock.
Author's Note: Hello everybody! Well this is the second chapter. Short, I know. But here's the thing, I've been seriously busy lately and to top that off a terrible case of writer's block. Maybe the next chapter will be longer. Remember; don't be afraid to tell me what you think! Tata 4 now!
