"Hey Sis." Debbie said to me and I hugged her quickly. Her best friend Heather stood at her side and she smiled brightly at me. I noticed their bags hanging off their arms and gave Debbie a look of warning.

"Mom's going to freak!" I said and she shrugged.

"Oh well, she'd find something to freak about anyways." Debbie sighed looking around the café. She and my mother had their difficulties, but they were working through it…somewhat. I saw Heather grab Debbie's arm and nod to Adam and his crew. They exchanged girly smiles and then straightened up when they turned back to me.

"So, where can we sit?" Debbie asked me. I looked at the chart of tables and decided on the table farthest away from Adam. Yet it wasn't far enough because as we walked by, Heather, the bright one, waved to one of the boys. Jake, the tall skinny one with a ton of pimples and green eyes like a snake's, called over to them and asked them to sit with them. I started to panic. I didn't want my baby sister to be hanging out with THEM!

"No…" I started to say, but how could I stop them? I was neither their parent nor in charge of where they sat. So when they agreed, grabbing each other's hands with anticipation I brought them over two menus and took their orders.

"Don't worry Suse! I'll keep an eye out for her." Adam said touching my arm ever so gently. It was supposed to make me feel better I bet. I smiled down at him and when I turned to Heather she was glaring at me. This shocked me for a second and I wasn't sure why.

"We don't need anything else Susanna." She snapped, dismissing me. I wasn't the only one who noticed this. Debbie looked at her shocked and pained. Her eyes traveled to mine and her cheeks blushed with embarrassment from her friend.

"Alright then, I'll just get your drinks." I rolled my eyes as I walked away. As I was pouring the drinks the bell to the door rang and someone else walked in. I looked up just as the person sat in an empty booth. His back was towards me, and he had on a green hat. So I figured he was one of the soldiers going off to war.

I carried over the tray and this time, slopped Heather's drink onto the table, making it spill a bit. She gasped as it splashed her shirt a bit.

"Thanks a lot Susanna! This was my favorite top!" She shrieked.

"Oh I'm sorry Heather! Here let me clean it for you."I said with fake sincerity. I grabbed a napkin and started rubbing the pop stain. She shrieked even louder. I noticed it got the attention of almost everyone in the restaurant. "Oh Heather!" My hand went to my mouth, to hide my smile, in what I hoped looked like distress.

"You stupid…ugh!" She glared at me again before going into the bathroom. I watched her walk away. People turned back to their meals and resumed their conversations. I glanced at my manager and she just shrugged and turned away. This was my first "Mistake".

When I turned back to the table, Debbie's hands hid her face and I felt terrible. The boys were looking bored and picking at their fries.

"I'm sorry Debbie." I said to her, not even caring if the boys were listening.

"It's alright sis." She sighed through her hands.

"It's just a shirt anyways." Adam said.

"Yea she just bought…4 new ones." Brad, the fat one with dirty blonde hair that stood our under his cap and his blue eyes twinkled in every light, who was counting the shirts in Heather's bags. Debbie looked up and snatched the bags away from him.

"Brad! Don't do that!" Adam said, picking up on Debbie's distress. "Cool it!" He said to the three laughing friends and they immeadiatly stopped laughing.

"Debbie…" I said and she looked at me, then looked behind me. She perked up for a second, smiled and then looked at me.

"Don't look now…" She said with a grin on her face. "But there is a beautiful man behind you, waiting to be served." She winked, very subtly I might add, and grined even more. Adam and the boys turned and looked at the man and we both groaned. "I said DON'T look." Debbie snapped.

"Well I don't see what the big deal is!" Adam sighed disapprovingly. "He's just some army bum!"

"What makes him an army bum?" I asked.

"Well…it could be that fact that he's dressed already for the army." Adam said laughing and nudging his friends.

"That makes him a bum how?" Debbie asked, eating one of Dave's fries. He didn't even seem to mind, which shocked me somewhat.

"Well…in my opinion. The guys who join the army are bums, who know that they don't stand a chance with the beautiful girls back at home." Both Debbie and I laughed out loud at this.

"Is that right?" I asked.

"You think you stand a chance…with US?" Debbie laughed and all of their faces dropped.

"Maybe with Heather…" I said and then regretted it from the look on Debbie's face. "Besides didn't you go on and on about joining the army just two months ago?" I said changing the subject.

"Yea…well…I decided not too." He shrugged.

"He got declined." Dave said. "He's got some lung disease called…what's it called?" He looked at Brad.

"Cystic Fibrosis." Brad added. Adam looked murderous. I noticed Heather coming back to the table and my manager giving me a look that said I had lingered too long and took this opportunity to leave. I smiled at my sister and went back to the counter.

"Have a nice chat Susanna?"Sue, a big woman in her mid 40's, asked me. She wasn't a mean woman but she didn't take any shenanigans from anybody. She made sure that people called me Susanna instead of Suse and that way we wouldn't get our names mixed up.

"Sorry Sue. It's my sister." I shrugged.

"What did you do to that other girl?" She asked wiping down the counter, not really interested.

"I spilt a bit of her drink on the table and it dripped on to her shirt." I shrugged and leaned on my elbows.

"Well there's a young man at that table over there, who's been waiting almost 10 minutes." She nodded to the one that had come in before I spilt the pop, and the one that Debbie had pointed to.

"He's not in my section." I said.

"He is now." She nudged me forward, dismissing me.

I walked up to the booth and flipped to a new page in my note pad. I smiled brightly and said my ususal "What can I get for you." But when I looked down the most beautiful green eyes were staring back at me. They were striking, taking my breath almost instantly, yet they were sad and there was something else too them.

"I guess I would like a glass of water." He sighed.

"Water? That's it?" I said before I could stop myself. He looked up and laughed slightly before shrugging.

"Have to save all the money I can." He looked miserable and now I felt terrible. I had the sudden urge to cheer him up and the only think I could think of was a coca cola.

"How about I get your something to drink and we pretend that you paid for it." I smiled sweetly scribbling down a drink. He smiled back, a perfect smile with perfect white teeth. They were a little crooked but everyone needs a flaw now and then.

"Thanks. I'll pay for it." He said, but I waved it away and went to get his drink. I was stopped along the way by an older couple who wanted to have more tea and and extra tea biscuit. So I got them their tea and biscuit and brought Debbie her sandwhich. She gave me thumbs up and I smiled back. I stopped smiling when I noticed Dave's hand casually resting on the back of Debbie's seat. I gave him a warning look and his arm dropped suddenly. I turned and finally brought the man his drink.

"Thanks." He said.

"So you signed up?" I felt stupid for asking the obvious question. He nodded, studying the bubbles in his drink. Just then Heather let out the most annoying, high pitch girly laugh you could ever imagine. Everyone looked over at her and she had her hand resting on Adam's arm. She looked at me and gave me a smile filled with venom. Debbie was looking at her curiously, not exactly sure what was wrong with her. She turned to me and shrugged, then looked at the soldier and smiled.

"Your sister I presume?" He asked and I smiled.

"Easy to tell huh?"

"You do have a similar resemblance." He nodded.

"We look almost the exact same." I laughed and he looked puzzled.

"Really? I notice your hair is the same shade and your eyes twinkle the same way when you laugh, but her cheeks are rounder than yours, and more pink and your lips are smaller yet fuller than hers." He looked at me straight in the eyes and I was shocked. "You're eyes are more like the ocean than hers are." I gaped at him, I know I must have looked like a fool, but I didn't know what else to do.

"Uh…you notice that much about everybody?" I managed to ask. He shrugged and studied his cup again. He didn't look at me again, just at the cup.

"Well…if you need anything, just let me know. My name's Susanna." I said casually. He smiled at me and nodded his head, not saying another word. I started to walk away when he slowly grabbed my hand. His hand was warm and rough. It was the hand of a working man, someone who had been working in a factory or a field for a long time. But he didn't look that old. I felt my heart skip at his touch and I looked down at my hand. He let go and that's when I looked into his face.

"Susanna?" he said, testing my name on his tongue. "Susanna, would you mind sitting with me?" He asked me shyly and I was shocked. Someone who looked like him…you would expect them to be overly confident like Adam was. But maybe it was his humbleness that made him so attractive. I smiled down at him.

"Well I cant right now…" I said looking for Sue and noticing that she was giving me that look again. Today was not a good day. He looked disappointed. "But listen I'm off in an hour. And I know somewhere that we can go."