5. Dummy – Emma Roberts
I couldn't catch a ride, I tried, so I was walking
Started raining when you called to tell me
You were flaking out again
I only had a buck, not enough to get a latte
So I sat down at a table and I thought about you instead
I'd have to be a fool to believe every word you said
"What's she doing?" Mamoru asked. "She's been sitting there for an hour, and she hasn't even ordered anything!"
Motoki leaned over the counter to whisper, "She's waiting for someone, only I don't think they're coming. She didn't want the milkshake I offered her either, so I'd say she's pretty upset."
A roaring, rushing sound drowned out the rest of Motoki's words to Mamoru. He was furious! Someone dared to stand Odango Atama up?! Her? The sweetest kid you could find in all of Japan? STOOD UP? Swivelling to face the girl properly, who was sitting idly in a booth, tracing imaginary patterns on the table, he clenched his fist around his coffee cup and gritted his teeth.
"I know. If he turns up at all, I'm sure going to say something," Motoki's voice broke through. Mamoru snapped his head over his shoulder.
"I'll do more than just say something," he said in a deadly voice. Motoki looked alarmed.
"Mamoru, whatever you're thinking, no. You'd only upset her more. I think she'd think you're makin- Mamoru, where are you going?"
But Mamoru was already striding up to the booth and sliding in opposite the silent blonde. She didn't even flinch at the abrupt entrance. "I don't think he's coming," she said sadly, looking up with watery eyes.
"Odango," Mamoru murmured quietly, reaching a hand over and placing it atop of hers, trapping it.
"I thought he liked me," she continued in a soft voice. She cracked a brief, sardonic smile, before it disappeared again. "I must have been a fool to think that." Her eyes dropped to their touching hands and silence settled over the table. All Mamoru could do was be with her then and there.
I am glad this song came up in the shuffle. It's one of my favourites of all time. And You Set me Free from the first chapter. I'll never tire of these two songs. Love, Carmen