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Chapter 3

She did it again. Mercedes Jones has managed to keep Sam Evans out of words one more time but this time she was a little angrier than hours before because this time she tried her best to play it nice and Sam pissed her off beyond all bearing. Who the fuck does he think he is? Coming to my workplace demanding my name just because he felt flattered by my insults. She thought.

"I mean… Come on, twice on the same day! What have I done to deserve this torture?" She said a bit too loud.

"Is everything alright, Mercedes?" A concerned Joe said as he approached her.

"Yeah, everything is freaking perfect!" She responded annoyed.

"That was him, right?" Joe continued interrogating.

"Yes."

Joe just stared at her intently and smiled.

Mercedes looked at him confused. "Why are you smiling?"

"For nothing in particular." Joe responded. Something about their interaction told him that something very interesting was going to start between these two hotheaded young adults and he was ready to witness everything in the front row. "We should get back to work, girl! We are losing precious time and tips chatting here."

Mercedes took a deep breath, wished for Sam to be gone and walked back to main dining area to take care of her customers.

Meanwhile in the dining area, Sam was trying to finish his lunch as fast as he could to get the hell out of that café after his disaster with Mercedes, but between every bite, he inadvertently looked for her. All he wanted was to get her name but as usual, his cocky attitude got in the way of his pursuit the big difference was that this time he was going to leave the place empty-handed. It was the first time in years that he felt so defeated.

"Sam, are you ever going to tell me what happened with that waitress?" Finn asked inquiringly.

Sam looked at him crossly. "How about we eat and get the fuck out here?"

"So, you are not planning on telling me? Is she part of your charitable sex list?" Finn said

"Yes and no." Sam answered humorless. "Since I'm done, I'm out. See you later. This late lunch is on me today." He said as he stood up, pulled out his wallet out of his pocket and dropped a hundred on the table.

While Sam waited for his SUV, Finn choked down his Panini sandwich and stormed out of the café when his brain realized why Sam refused to tell him what was going on.

"She's the girl you met at library, right?" He shouted as he connected the dots.

Sam just stared at him. "If you mean bumping into her, knocking her things down, getting her mad twice in one day and not even knowing her name… then, yes… that's the girl I met at the library."

"She's pretty." Finn pointed out.

"She's ok." Sam lied, trying his best to hide his sudden interest in her. "I mean she's just a waitress." He added.

"For that reason, you need to stay away from her. She's probably some sleazy girl looking for her golden ticket." Finn said.

"Just like your mom did with Senator Hummel." Sam recalled.

Finn's face became pale. Sam hit him right where he hated because Finn came from a poor family, according to Sam's standards. His dad died in combat and his mom was a waitress at a local diner back in Ohio. One day their lives changed when Finn's mother met State Senator, Burt Hummel. Rumors about their relationship have always been present but despite everything, the couple has remained strong. Regarding his past, Finn has spoken so little about it; everybody thinks he has been a rich boy all his life.

"You should not talk about stuff like that when you are the living proof the 'American Dream'." Sam said simulating quotes.

Finn rolled his eyes at him. "God… you are such an ass."

"I know, but being my friend gives you the status and popularity you want. Deal with it!" Sam added, got on his SUV and left.

The trip to Sam's apartment was full of thinking. In one day, he has made a girl mad in two different occasions and that same girl was driving him insane because she remained nameless to him. He needed a name because he already had a face to remember, a very pretty one. This girl was like no other; she had dark skin, she was short and she has curves in all the right places. However, besides the obvious physical attributes what captivated Sam was her personality. She was outspoken, spirited and hard to impress. She was someone that was worth fighting.

In that moment, Sam shook his head and said to himself, "What am I thinking about? She is just some girl and I don't know anything about her."

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Back at the restaurant, Mercedes carried on with her day as if nothing ever happened. She decided to forget all about Sam Evans and about both of her encounters with him because she was going to try her best never to cross paths with him again. During closing time, Joe noticed that Mercedes was retracted and quieter than other days. He approached her in hopes to talk to her and find out what was bothering her.

"Are you alright?" Joe asked while helping her to clean the drinks station.

"Yes, why wouldn't I?" Mercedes replied confused.

"It's just that after your interaction with that boy earlier today your attitude changed." He said worriedly.

"Really? I didn't notice. I'm fine… Actually, I forgot all about him." She said casually.

"I'm just going to pretend that I believe you."

"I mean it, Joe."

"Sure… Anyways, just promise me that you are going to keep trying to be nice to him next time you see him."

Mercedes looked at him and smiled. "Joe, there won't be a next time."

"That's what you say but life can decide otherwise."

"Whatever, Joe. I'm done talking about him. I'll see you later." Mercedes replied mortified.

Mercedes walked to the lockers area, picked up her stuff and left the café. She was exhausted but honestly, it was not because of work. A certain blonde-haired person was occupying her thoughts no matter how hard she tried to trail her thoughts to other things. Distracted in her thoughts, she did not realize that someone was following her.

"I have learned me to repent the sin of disobedient opposition. To you and your behest, I am enjoined and beg your pardon."

Mercedes froze when she heard that voice. She closed her eyes and whispered, "Life has decided to torture me using this Shakespearean phony guy." She slowly turned around to face the newest pain on her ass. "You think that quoting Shakespeare is going to get you some brownie points on my book?"

"No, but at least I got your attention." He said placing his hands in his pockets.

"What do you want?" She asked him exasperated.

"The same thing I've trying to get from you since our first meeting, your name." He replied.

Without saying a word, she turned around and started to walk away from him. Mercedes was not in the mood to deal with this human being. All she wanted in that moment was to get home, get a shower and rest, but life had other plans for her.

"Wait! Please, wait!" He said trying to get her attention one more time, but she kept walking. He ran towards her and stood in front of her. "Look… I'm trying here."

"Trying what?" She spat, crossing her arms in front of her chest and tapping her foot on the sidewalk.

"I'm trying to apologize. Didn't you pay any attention to the quote?"

For the first time in the day and despite the low lighting, Mercedes paid good attention to Sam. He was good looking, fit and tall. He could easily pass for a model. However, he needed to work on his personality. "I did pay attention to it. Apology accepted." She said as she walked by him. "Go back to your life and let me live mine, please."

"I can't and I won't" He answered, making her stop her tracks once again.

"What the hell have I done to deserve this?" She asked without turning around.

He smiled. "Meet me."

A/N: Thoughts? Yes/No? Oh, Life and its precious games. I wonder... where are these two heading?

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