The day: Part II (Chapter 7)
I had half-an-hour left. I guess it wouldn't hurt to be early. Driving to the Magic Cafe only takes about fifteen minutes. So, my mother drove and dropped me off in front of the cafe. "Haruka, call me if you need anything." With that, she drove off. I went inside. "Hi. How many seats, sir?" A young waiter asked. Damn, I hate that. But it was not the time to get angry at these things. I don't look like a guy...er...Do I?? "Two please." I replied calmly. "Follow me." The young waiter took two menus and led me to a table near a window. The table was in between to chairs, so that the two chairs face towards each other. I sat down. He gave me the menus. "Thanks." I said. He nodded and walked away. Ten minutes left. I was nervous and afraid. Afraid of rejection, perhaps? I then realized that I was sweating. Oh, what if she hates me? Many thoughts came up in my head. Surprisingly, I remained calm on the outside. This is hard.
Two minutes left. She is never late. Believe me, I know. Don't ask how. "Excuse me, sir." The same young waiter asked. My thoughts escaped as I went back to reality. I looked up. "Do you want to order something?" He asked politely. Why the hell is he asking this when within one minute my goddess is going to enter these doors??!! I wanted to yell at him and push him away. Waiters. How annoying. I mean, if you don't need anything, they annoy the hell out of you. But when you need something, they're usually busy. Reality, as usual, sucks. "No." I answered. Hey, I didn't lose my temper. That was unusual. I had a short temper. Things changed, I guess. He nodded in acknowledgement and walked away. Finally. Peace. I was betting I had ten seconds left before Michiru comes. I watched the doorway.
Then, I saw her. Oh my god! My eyes went wide. Damn, she was fine. I started to have trouble breathing. Wait....what if she doesn't know what I look like??? I think she was glowing with silver stars around her as she walked....towards me. My imagination. She was wearing a blue V-neck shirt and a white skirt that stopped at her knees. She was wearing lip-gloss. I could tell because her lips where pretty much shining. Her beautiful blue curled hair was down. Wow.
When she was right in front of me, she asked, "Are you Haruka?" It took me three tries to find my voice back. "Yes." I said. She looked at the seat in front of me. "Please sit." She smiled as she sat down. I was about to faint. Oh! My dreams are somewhat coming true! "D-Do you want to o-order something?" I stuttered. She giggled. I guess I was trying way too hard. I guess she pitied me. She then nodded. She browsed through her menu for a few moments. I didn't want to stare at her, which I was willing to do, but it'll be impolite and would cause her uneasiness. So, I looked at my menu too. "I'm ready to order. How about you, Haruka?" Michiru asked. "Yeah. I'm ready too." I said. Hey, I didn't stutter this time. Life was good.
I called a waiter. Damn, it was the same annoying waiter dude. "Ready to order?" he asked. "Yes." Michiru replied. While Michiru ordered her food, I noticed that he was staring at her. AT HER!!! MY GODDESS!!! WHAT THE.....!!! NOBODY STARES AT HER EXCEPT ME!! I then noticed that he was looking down her shirt. My fists clenched really tight. Fire ran up my whole body. I was ready to hurt him really, really bad. But, if I hurt someone in front of Michiru, that won't be a good first impression of me. BING! I then got a really good idea. When she was done, I ordered my food. He nodded and walked away. "Excuse me, Michiru. I need to go to the bathroom for a minute." I said. "Sure." She said. I went to the hall to go to the bathroom. I had to pass the kitchen first. Hehe...I grinned evilly. I saw my target.
The perverted waiter had a happy grin on his face. Damn, I want to mess up that face really badly. I went up to him and took him by his shirt. "Hey! What-" I pulled him out of sight. I then slammed him to the wall. Hard. "Ow! Hey! What's the big idea?" he said angrily. He was angry, hah, he had to get in line first. I punched him hard. He gasped in shock. "Listen you pervert, I want this day to be as perfect as ever. And I don't want you over MY GIRL!! I suggest you should stop or you will be meeting more of this." I put my hard fist in front of his face. He went pale. Heh, he was afraid. Half of his face was red. Nothing permanent. Probably swollen for a couple of days, but he definitely deserved it. Hey, working in the gym paid off. I wanted to hurt him more but I realized that Michiru was waiting for me. I let go of him and he scampered away. My plan worked. I went back to the table.
I had half-an-hour left. I guess it wouldn't hurt to be early. Driving to the Magic Cafe only takes about fifteen minutes. So, my mother drove and dropped me off in front of the cafe. "Haruka, call me if you need anything." With that, she drove off. I went inside. "Hi. How many seats, sir?" A young waiter asked. Damn, I hate that. But it was not the time to get angry at these things. I don't look like a guy...er...Do I?? "Two please." I replied calmly. "Follow me." The young waiter took two menus and led me to a table near a window. The table was in between to chairs, so that the two chairs face towards each other. I sat down. He gave me the menus. "Thanks." I said. He nodded and walked away. Ten minutes left. I was nervous and afraid. Afraid of rejection, perhaps? I then realized that I was sweating. Oh, what if she hates me? Many thoughts came up in my head. Surprisingly, I remained calm on the outside. This is hard.
Two minutes left. She is never late. Believe me, I know. Don't ask how. "Excuse me, sir." The same young waiter asked. My thoughts escaped as I went back to reality. I looked up. "Do you want to order something?" He asked politely. Why the hell is he asking this when within one minute my goddess is going to enter these doors??!! I wanted to yell at him and push him away. Waiters. How annoying. I mean, if you don't need anything, they annoy the hell out of you. But when you need something, they're usually busy. Reality, as usual, sucks. "No." I answered. Hey, I didn't lose my temper. That was unusual. I had a short temper. Things changed, I guess. He nodded in acknowledgement and walked away. Finally. Peace. I was betting I had ten seconds left before Michiru comes. I watched the doorway.
Then, I saw her. Oh my god! My eyes went wide. Damn, she was fine. I started to have trouble breathing. Wait....what if she doesn't know what I look like??? I think she was glowing with silver stars around her as she walked....towards me. My imagination. She was wearing a blue V-neck shirt and a white skirt that stopped at her knees. She was wearing lip-gloss. I could tell because her lips where pretty much shining. Her beautiful blue curled hair was down. Wow.
When she was right in front of me, she asked, "Are you Haruka?" It took me three tries to find my voice back. "Yes." I said. She looked at the seat in front of me. "Please sit." She smiled as she sat down. I was about to faint. Oh! My dreams are somewhat coming true! "D-Do you want to o-order something?" I stuttered. She giggled. I guess I was trying way too hard. I guess she pitied me. She then nodded. She browsed through her menu for a few moments. I didn't want to stare at her, which I was willing to do, but it'll be impolite and would cause her uneasiness. So, I looked at my menu too. "I'm ready to order. How about you, Haruka?" Michiru asked. "Yeah. I'm ready too." I said. Hey, I didn't stutter this time. Life was good.
I called a waiter. Damn, it was the same annoying waiter dude. "Ready to order?" he asked. "Yes." Michiru replied. While Michiru ordered her food, I noticed that he was staring at her. AT HER!!! MY GODDESS!!! WHAT THE.....!!! NOBODY STARES AT HER EXCEPT ME!! I then noticed that he was looking down her shirt. My fists clenched really tight. Fire ran up my whole body. I was ready to hurt him really, really bad. But, if I hurt someone in front of Michiru, that won't be a good first impression of me. BING! I then got a really good idea. When she was done, I ordered my food. He nodded and walked away. "Excuse me, Michiru. I need to go to the bathroom for a minute." I said. "Sure." She said. I went to the hall to go to the bathroom. I had to pass the kitchen first. Hehe...I grinned evilly. I saw my target.
The perverted waiter had a happy grin on his face. Damn, I want to mess up that face really badly. I went up to him and took him by his shirt. "Hey! What-" I pulled him out of sight. I then slammed him to the wall. Hard. "Ow! Hey! What's the big idea?" he said angrily. He was angry, hah, he had to get in line first. I punched him hard. He gasped in shock. "Listen you pervert, I want this day to be as perfect as ever. And I don't want you over MY GIRL!! I suggest you should stop or you will be meeting more of this." I put my hard fist in front of his face. He went pale. Heh, he was afraid. Half of his face was red. Nothing permanent. Probably swollen for a couple of days, but he definitely deserved it. Hey, working in the gym paid off. I wanted to hurt him more but I realized that Michiru was waiting for me. I let go of him and he scampered away. My plan worked. I went back to the table.