When the door slams shut behind Erin, the restaurant is dead quiet. Then, slowly, the tables return to their conversation. How much do you want to bet that 75% of the conversations are hushed subjects on what just happened? I would be talking about it myself.
"Let's go get you to the washroom." Katelyn whispers, nudging me.
We both get up and head to the washroom. I'm still rubbing my cheek. That girl has a strong arm.
"Gosh, it's all red." Katelyn whispers to me.
I shrugged. "She felt offended. I would have slapped myself too."
"Caitlin!" Katelyn exclaims. "Even if she did feel offended, she had no right to slap you in a frigging public place."
"So, if we weren't in a public place, it'd be fine, right?" I joked.
She stared at me and then shook her head. "You're crazy."
I looked at myself at the mirror and examined my cheek. It was red and still hot so I splashed some water on my face.
"So why do you think Erin went all ninja on me?" I asked, while drying my face.
She shrugs. "She thinks you're stealing her life."
I made a face. "That's crazy."
She shrugs again. "I still think it was really rude of her to slap you."
"Love really does make you crazy, huh?" I asked.
"I guess so." She sighs. "C'mon, let's go back out. You ready?"
"Born ready." I nod.
We head back out to our table which hasn't been a difference since we left. James is getting oogled by all the ladies in the restaurant, Carlos trying to get the spoon to stay on his nose, and Logan is rubbing his forehead. The table is filled with plates of different meals from ribs to salad to soup. Quite a dinner if you ask me. They notice me and Katelyn coming back so they straighten themselves.
When I slide into my seat, Logan leans over and rubs my waist. "You okay?" He whispers.
"I got slapped. But yes, I'm okay." I shrugged.
"I'm sorry." Logan says, taking my hand.
"Why? You didn't slap me."
He shook his head. "But I was part of the reason." He says.
Before I can reply, Katelyn clears her throat. "So, what was that news about the tour, Kendall?"
"Oh, right. Well, Gustavo told me to tell you guys that the tour is pushed back."
"How is that good news?" I asked. "Your fans - "
Kendall stopped me. "It's starting on September 20th instead. There's a sudden snow storm over there."
"A snow storm?" I repeated.
"Sudden. Snow storm." Kendall corrects.
"In August?" I asked.
"Shhh. Let's not question the miracle." Logan whispers to me.
I laughed and his face tells me he's happy that he made me laugh. I am too.
"Wait, the 20th? That's perfect timing. Doesn't Caitlin go back to Canada at the 25th?" Carlos said.
We all stared, glumly at our empty bowls. Carlos was right. It was awesome timing. I would be leaving the 25th of September to head back to Canada.
"We should start eating. This stuff will get cold." James points out.
"Dig in." Carlos exclaims.
We all pick up our plates and start eating whatever was in front of us. Chicken, rice, ribs, salad, soup, noodles, sushi, and etc.
By 10:45, we had cleared up most of the dishes and were sitting around, drinking whatever drink we had.
"I am stuffed." Logan groaned, rubbing his stomach.
"Ditto." Katelyn agreed.
"It's still early." Carlos said, checking his watch.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"10:46."
"How is that early?" I yawned.
"Well, when you're a rockstar, 12:00 is early." James chuckled.
"Well, I'm tired so I'm headed home." Logan said, standing up. "You coming Caitlin?"
"I can drive you home if you want to stay." Katelyn suggested.
"Nah, I'll head home now. I'm pretty beat." I sighed, standing up.
Me and Logan said our goodbyes to the crew and we headed out to his car. I suddenly remembered that D said he would be calling.
"Just wondering - is D easily tempered?" I asked Logan once we were on the road.
"Not really. He's a chill dude."
"Okay, good." I sighed with relief.
"Why?" He asks, looking at me.
"He said he was going to call but we were out for dinner..." I winced.
"He'll understand." He waved me off.
"You think so?"
"Know so. You've got a life, C."
"Got it." I nodded. "But if I were to call, would he be asleep or...?"
"Caitlin. Don't call him now."
"Why?"
"He's probably watching porn right now. Let the man be."
I laughed. "You're serious?" I blinked.
"Let's hope not." He laughs.
Eventually, we arrive at my house. After kissing him goodnight, I head in. While slipping off my shoes and getting a cookie from its box, I click on the flashing answering machine.
"Caitlin!" It's D's voice. "Too bad I missed you. Why don't you come by tomorrow instead? See you...whenever!"
Huh. Didn't seem like he really cared when we met. The next message came on.
"Caitlin, it's me. Erin." Oh great. Was she going to tell me off again? "I was wondering if you'd like to go for coffee tomorrow? Just us two. If you do, meet me at The Green Bean at 12:00 tomorrow. I understand if you don't come."
I thought of it. She was probably going to shove me in a white van and kidnap me but eh. I shrugged. Why not?