Quick summary of last chapter -

Nora and Vee reconcile, but as they're catching up in Enzo's, Nora sees Patch and ends up having a panic attack. Patch sees this happen and both Patch and Vee rush to Nora's aid to try to help her; as they're looking for her iron pills Patch comes across the Ritalin (memory enhancement pill) she's been taking in secret, and questions her about it.

And that's where we left off...on with the story now!

Nora's POV

"Look, can you question her about that later? There's a very high chance she may go unconscious if you don't give her the iron pills!" Vee said in a higher pitch than usual.

"Right," Patch replied, and quickly finds the bottle. "Here," He shakes out two from the bottle and drops them into my hands.

I swallow them, and a few minutes later I feel slightly better. Slowly, everything around me comes into focus, and I find myself looking deep into Patch's eyes.

His eyes were my one weakness. I could get distracted from anything by just glancing into them, and get lost in their depths and mysteries. They were the most beautiful eyes I'd ever known. And right now, as I continued to stare into them, I started questioning myself.

Was now the time to think about what he asked me? To date him in my dreams and ignore him in real life? Could I handle that?

The ringing of my phone broke my train of thought. I fumble for it and answer without looking.

"Hello?" I say.

"Hey, N. Just checking in to let you know I'm picking you up at 7 tonight. That okay?"

I mentally slap myself. The date with Mark. I had almost forgotten about it. Truth be told, I was planning to go home after my shift and maybe have a girls night in with Vee.

But considering what Mark had done for me, I couldn't just cancel last minute.

"Oh hey… um, yeah that's fine. Should I know a dress code or anything?"

"Dress fancy but formal. I'll leave it at that," and he laughed.

I smile slightly on the other side of the line, even though I know he can't see it. "Got it. Do you know my address?"

"Nope, so can you text it to me ASAP?"

"Yeah, I'll do it in a few minutes, I'm kind of in the middle of something."

"No worries. See you tonight, N,"

"See you," I say, cutting the call.

I put the phone back in my bag, suddenly feeling self-conscious; knowing there was a high chance Patch and Vee heard everything. We were in pretty close proximity together, after all.

"Care to explain?" Both of them ask at the same time.

"Whoa. Did you guys work on your telepathic skills or something?"

"Answer the question, Nora. Or should I say, N?" Patch says.

"It's nothing." I murmur, putting the iron pills back in the bag. "We're going out on one date. And what I do is none of your business, may I remind you." I say, pointedly looking at Patch.

"You are my business!" Patch says frustratedly. "This guy could be dangerous, Nora! You barely know him!"

"He's right!" Vee chipped in. "I mean, Mark? Seriously, Nora?"

"How do you know I'm going out with Mark?" I ask, surprised.

"Please, everyone at school's been talking about it. But-"

"What?!" I ask.

"Oh, don't sound so surprised. We live in an itsy town. Mrs. Leeway watering her flowers makes the news."

"Who's Mrs. Leeway?"

"You know? That creepy woman that lives right opposite me?"

"That's Mrs. Lopez-"

"Okay, going off tangent here," Patch interrupts.

"Look, it is none of your business when and who I go out with." I say, getting up, dusting off my clothes and then adjusting them.

"Where are you going?" They both ask at the same time, again.

I give them a look again.

"It's a coincidence, I swear. Nora, we still haven't properly caught up-"

"I'm sorry, Vee. But my shift starts now, and I need to go."

"Nora, wait. Can we talk?" Patch looks at me almost pleadingly.

"No," I reply, a few seconds later. "But you can call me later."

Enzo's seemed to be much busier than usual today. Which I was surprisingly happy about. More customers meant more distractions, and less time to think about today.

Keeping my mind busy was the best way to cope with my problems right now.

"Nora, can you handle table eleven?" One of the barista's – Kathy – asked me.

"Sure," I reply. I quickly retie my ponytail – my hair was in as good a mood as I was in today – and walk towards it without looking at the people.

"Can I take your order?" I ask.

"We'll have three orders of the chilli cheese fries, two double cheese burgers, and the ravioli,"

As soon as I look at the man giving the order, I feel like I know him. He definitely looked familiar. Unfortunately, I just couldn't figure out where I knew him from. Which really frustrated me. Impatience was part of my nature, and it annoyed me just that much more.

"Any drinks with that?" I ask as I scribble it down; trying to keep the focus on getting the order and not frantically searching my brain to figure out how I knew him.

"Three cokes,"

"Okay, so that should take around fifteen minutes," I take their menus away, and I suddenly remember where I know him from. He was the one talking to Patch. But I didn't feel any aura coming from him, as I usually did from non-humans.

So how did Patch know him? And why was Patch talking to him?

Sorry for the mini cliff-hanger, all will be revealed soon! Special thanks to the lovely reviews left by Amy and Demi. They made me so happy :)

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