The walk to the fifties style dinner was quick it felt good to be out in the fresh air after being on the plane for so long. The streets were filled with beautiful girls that looked like they had just jumped out of Cosmo the men out of GQ, me on the other hand I looked honkey tonk. Right there and then I thought maybe I wasn't meant to be in California, but isn't that why Drake likes me because I wasn't like anyone else here.
In Jersey I was popular I knew everyone and everyone knew me, I always had the cute boyfriend, I was always at the parties… then life happened I wanted to move out from Johnny's apartment so I had to get a job and buckle down with college. I really became a grown up over night, Johnny and the other guys helped out so much when I needed a job they let me become there manager but even before that I was negotiating contracts setting up gigs but now I was getting paid for it.
"This place is so cute."
I turned to Josh who had opened the door for me.
"Yeah I come here all the time the foods good too."
We sat down in the only booth that was open the dinner was packed! Our waitress wasn't the ordinary white haired women with orthopedic shoes this girl was about 20 years old in a short tight pink spandex mini dress and boobs your mama could never give you.
"Hi Josh how are you?"
The busty blonde asked.
"I'm good."
He said opening the menus that she had just passed out.
"Josh can you do me a favor?"
She said twirling her hair between her fingers.
"Ummm… what?"
"Drake was supposed to call me last week and I never heard from him can you tell him that I would love to see him again."
I looked at Josh and a huge smile broke across my face Josh's face turned beat red. He looked at me to see my reaction and when he saw my smile he started laughing.
"And how are you honey? Is this your new girlfriend Josh I never see you around here with any girls."
I bet this girl wished her boobs were brains because she had some room in her head to fill while her bra was busting at the seams. I couldn't help myself I started laughing too.
"No she's not my girlfriend; this is Ashlee, Drakes Girlfriend."
Josh said not even being able to look up at her.
"Hi" I said sticking my hand out to greet her.
"Oh…I'm sorry you guys are gonna need a minute."
When she was out of eat shot we started laughing hysterically!
"I'm glad to see you have a sense of humor Ashlee."
"You too."
After I caught my breath I took a look at the menu. I knew what I wanted automatically.
"I know what I want"
I proclaimed slamming my menu on the table.
"Wow that was quick. What are you gonna get."
I was about to open my mouth when another beautiful 20 something year old came to take our order.
"What can I get you guys?"
I spoke up first
"I'm gonna have a cheese burger with fries and a chocolate milk shake."
"Okay… got it and you?"
"Umm Caesar salad and water with lemon."
The girl walked off through the kitchen door.
"You live dangerously Josh."
I said with a smirk.
"I'm on a diet."
"Why? You look fine."
"Sure… I don't know if you noticed but everyone is skin and bones around here."
"Just because everyone does it doesn't mean its right. You look like every guy I know."
I said leaning back into the booth not sleeping in 24 hours was starting to catch up with me I definitely needed my two favorite C's carbs and chocolate. I gave a tired smile to Josh who finally looked like he was warming up to me.
We both ended up giggling and talking till we both finished our meals and walked out to the street. My phone was vibrating inside my purse to I dug through the mess and flipped open the screen.
"Josh its Drake, I'm gonna answer it."
------------------------------------Phone Convo-----------------------------
Me- Hey
Drake- Where are ya?
Me- Oh I'm sorry I couldn't sleep so I asked Josh if he wanted to go get something to eat with me. You looked so tired I didn't want to wake you, but I got you something. Josh and I are actually walking up the block so I'll just talk to you when we get back.
Drake- Oh okay. Bye
I just want everyone to be aware the next chapter gets a little graphic.
