The walk to the car was the uncomfortable silence everyone dreads. About half way to the lot it gets to much for him to bare.

So, Reba, he asked, where ya from?

Oh, just around...

The Texas areaor..

Nooo..she interrupted slowly.

You don't like me much do you? he asked sincerley hoping for a sincere reply.

What makes you think that? she asked surprised.

You're like those 21 year old cocktail waitresses who go around like "Hi I'm Courtney" don't they know they're supposed to have a last name...

She cut in slightly affended.Listen, I am not a 21 year old cocktail waitress...

That's not what I meant...he tried.

And I didn't say I didn't like you but now I'm starting to feel that way. Maybe you should just leave, I can handle the bags the rest of the way. She said as she snatched the bags from his arms and stromed away to Lot D. Leaving behind a very confused Brock.

Why! Why did I say that! He thought.

Stupid, you just blew it! 21 year old cocktail waitress! Where'd that come from? You should've known that would affend her! Stupid, stupid.

He walked away and tried to think of a way to get out of this situation. Nothing came. Maybe once I get home I'll think of something.

At the bar-later that week

She walked into the bar wearing a snug red t-shirt and a black skirt. She looked around, nice crowd tonight.

Wandering around, she noticed a few faces from the first night

Thank God, no sign of him.

Just what was he getting at? 21 year old cocktail waitress! I know somethings slip, but! Ok, take it easy, he probably didn't mean anything by it. Wait? Why am I defending him?Whenever he's around something feels different, but not so much in a bad way. Wow, isn't this cheesy, like all those shows on tv where you just want to hit them and tell them to snap out of it.

I hate that I always get so rude, but I can't help it, there's such a strong vibe whenever Brock's around. Now this is beyond lame. I feel like a teen who's falling for the first time. Whoa, wait! Falling? It just went from lame to creepy! I just met the guy, and I don't even like him that much. And after the mall incident, well let's just say, he's probably gone for good...or not?

Just then he walked in throught the glass, bar doors, looked around the room and settled down in a back corner.

A waitress, in a not so ahem,outfit came to his booth and he ordered a beer.

Good, he hasn't seen me yet, I can still leave undetected.

Stop acting like a coward! God, its just a guy!

Now having an inner battle with herself she remembered the reason she was there in the first place.

Oh shoot, singing I'm here to sing. How could I forget? Well doesn't mean I have to talk to him.

Across the room, Brock was thinking:

I heard from a friend yesterday that she'd be singing tonight. I wasn't going to come here again after the mall incident but I feel I have to apologize. God this is going to be embarrasing.

He turned to scan the room for firey red hair.

Red, but too short, too long, too light...I thought blondes were everywhere, where the heck did all these red heads come from. Must be where they hang out. He laughed.

Ahh, there she is, now, how am I going to word this?

I can't just walk up to her and say "Sorry about the mall" or can I?

Maybe she's expecting something short, or maybe nothing at all...no..no I have to do this. Well, lets just get this over with. I'll just have to go with whatever comes out. Why am I acting like such a whimp? God I hate apologies, at least, saying them anyway.

He straightened up and started over to her. She saw him and immeaditly tried to look busy but he got there before she could come up with anything.

She looked around, to the floor, the ceiling, anywhere so she wouldn't have to look him in the eyes. Until of course, came a nervous sounding Hey.

Hey she replied trying to sound less uncomfortable than she felt.

After what seemed like ages but actually was only seconds she started to wait for an apology, and she heard one, and is surprised to hear that it was herself saying it...

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