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One Girl In An All Boys Boarding School
You're Different You Know Thay?
Wynter POV
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We walked car to the car park.
"So which car are we using?" I asked.
"Car? Nah, we're using my bike?" he asked.
"Bike?" I asked confused.
Why would we use a bicycle of all things? Turns out he meant motor bike. You know, the one's those biker dude's use. It was in jet black except for the seat, they were white and it was in-carved with his name in a gold-like font.
"We're going on that?" I mumbled pointing at that THING.
"Yeah, is that a problem?" he asked handing my helmet as he were his.
"Of course not." Hell yeah I am! I've watched people die in those things, I ain't gonna be one of them but I had no choice.
"Get on," he patted on the seat behind him. At first I hesitated but I went on anyway. He turned in ton then drove off leaving the school grounds. The minute he drove off, I wrapped my arms around him with my eyes closed. I was terrified to let go or even open my eyes. But as I felt the wind blow past me, I felt more--calmed. I soon opened my eyes and I could feel the rush and excitement.
"You okay back there?" he ye;;ed.
'Yeah. I'm great,' I yelled back. The view was just amazing. I felt like I was in an action movie without the action part. We passed a hell lot of tress and a bunch of boring houses until we arrived at a place full of buildings. It was amazing. I felt like I just stepped into L.A.
"Wow!" I said. It was really bright and sunny here unlike back in school. The place was surrounded in palm trees, shopping malls, restaurants, mansions, museums, the beach and other tall buildings. This place was amazing.
Parker POV
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I could tell she loved this place. It was nice seeing her like this. It made me smile. I parked in the parking lot near the cafe. I got off as I removed my helmet. I helped her as she got off. She seemed a little shaky but only because she was excited. We walked into a cafe, Cafe Leroux. It was like a nightclub/ bar/cafe kind of thing. The inside was all in blue lights like a nightclub. There was one side where the bar was with the stripper pole and all then the other side was the cafe. A more calmed area. We sat down near a window where we could get a great view of the beach.
"So what exactly is this place," she asked.
"Well it's a bar, a nightclub and a cafe," I said.
"So is this where you spend most of you're days?" she asked.
"Pretty much," I said.
Wynter POV
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"So is this where you spend most of you're days?" I asked.
"Pretty much," he said.
That's when some blond waitress walked over to our table.
"Hello there. Welcome to Cafe Leroux. How can I help you?" she said in a bored tone, not making eye contact. She was busy too busy finding her pen and notepad in her pockets.
"Um, I'll just have ribs with fries and a diet cola," I said.
"400kg or 600kg for the ribs," she asked.
"400kg," I said.
"And you?" she said referring to Parker as she wrote down my order.
"I'll take a veggie burger wit fries and a large cola," he said. She wrote it down.
"Thank you for choosing Cafe Leroux. You're order will be done in half an hour," she said. This time she looked at us.
"Parker! Is that you," she squealed.
"Meagan! Hey," Parker grinned.
"Wow. It's been a while huh," she smiled at him.
'Yeah. Almost 2 years now," he said.
"And you haven't aged a bit," she said.
I was feeling invisible now.
"You too. So you work here now?" he asked.
"Yeah. I just started this week so I'm still getting used to being a waitress and all."
"That's great," he smiled.
"Well I better be heading back to work now. It was nice talking to you," she smiled then walked away.
There was a few moments of silence. Awkward!
"So um, who was she?" I finally spoke. I hope I didn't sound rude or snoopy or anything. I guess I just wanna know.
"She's an old friend," e said.
'How did you two meet?" I asked.
"We met at a club," he said.
"A club?" I asked.
First he smokes, then drinks now goes to clubs? Hmmm bad boy written all over.
"Yeah. I was out with some friends of mine. Then I bumped into her. We talked, had a few drinks. Then we uh---did it," he said with the last part not so clear.
"Huh?" I said.
"We did it," he said.
"Oh," was all I said. I already knew what he meant by it. I'm guessing you do too? Wow so he lost his virginity. But then again he is over 300 years old so does it really matter. Somehow I just feel a little heartbroken. But I'm not! It's just a minor feeling.
"Sooo," he started off disturbing my train of thought, "do you have a boyfriend or something?"
Is he really asking me that?
"Well yes...no..kind of," I mumbled.
"Kind of?' he asked.
"Well I don't technically like him as a boyfriend anymore you see? Problem is he likes me even though the feelings aren't mutual. We've been having relationship problems. We either don't talk or end up arguing over nothing. I wanna break up with him but I don't know how without making him hate me" I explained.
"Well you just gotta let tings cool off. Talk to him about how you feel,' he said.
They say it like it's easy.
"Sure. Guess I'll give it a try," I always say that but I don't," so how did you know about this place?"
"3 years back. It was summer vacation and I was accompanying my friend Roger for his Tour. He was performing here every night," he said.
"What happened to him?" I asked.
"He let fame take over his head," he said.
"How?" I asked.
"Thing is, he was really good. He had his own band called Meet Me In December. He was the lead vocalist and played the bass. They were good. Really good. That's when it all got to him. He thought he was better then his band mates, so they had an argument and broke up,' he explained.
'So where are they now?" I asked.
'Well Roger's a bartender now," he said pointing at a guy with brown spiky hair. He had a small beard but it wasn't hairy much. Well I could tell he was busy with work and miserable with it.
"Oh and the rest?" I asked.
"Their on an international tour," he said.
"Awe, poor Roger," I pouted.
"Well he deserves it," Parker said.
Still, poor guy. We started talking about other random stuff until our food come.
"Here's your food," she said putting the food on the table, "enjoy you're date."
"We're not on a date. We're just friends," I blushed.
Sure you are," she smirked then left.
We both laughed.
"So how come you ordered a vegetarian burger?" I asked eating a fry.
"Cause I'm a vegetarian," he said, taking a bite of his burger.
"Since when?" I asked.
"Since Sean died," he muttered. Awkward!
"Maybe I could join you next time," I finally spoke.
"Really?" he said.
"Yeah. Sounds cool. Think of it as moral support," I smiled.
He laughed a bit. At least his smiling now.
"Cool," he smiled," you know Wynter?" he said.
"What?" I asked with my mouth full of fries and ribs.
How lady like *Note: Sarcasm*.
Ha laughed, "you're different, you know that?" he said. He grabbed a serviette and wiped the food off my cheek. How embarrassing.
"Is that a bad thing?" I asked.
"No. Not at all," he smiled. I smiled back. Parker's a really sweet guy. I'm glad I met him.
After an hour or so, we were done at the cafe. Parker paid for everything. Again, his so sweet. We headed to his bike and drove back to school. It was around 4 in the afternoon. Two more hours until game night. So I had more time.
"Thanks for the lunch Parker," I smiled.
"No prob. We should do it again next time," he smiled back.
"How bout Saturday?" I asked.
"It's a date then. See you later Wynter," he smiled then left.
"Bye!" I murmured.
Did he just say date? Does this mean we're going on a date now? Aah I can't wait. I'm so excited. I walked back to my dorm finding everyone there. Looks like they were extra bored.
"She made it," I heard Aaron yell.
"Thought you were gonna ditch," Summer smirked.
"And miss game night, never," I smiled.
"So where were you?" Crystal asked.
"I went out--with a friend. We had lunch at a cafe downtown," I said.
"Sounds like you enjoyed yourself," Preston said.
"I did," I smiled to myself.
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We walked car to the car park.
"So which car are we using?" I asked.
"Car? Nah, we're using my bike?" he asked.
"Bike?" I asked confused.
Why would we use a bicycle of all things? Turns out he meant motor bike. You know, the one's those biker dude's use. It was in jet black except for the seat, they were white and it was in-carved with his name in a gold-like font.
"We're going on that?" I mumbled pointing at that THING.
"Yeah, is that a problem?" he asked handing my helmet as he were his.
"Of course not." Hell yeah I am! I've watched people die in those things, I ain't gonna be one of them but I had no choice.
"Get on," he patted on the seat behind him. At first I hesitated but I went on anyway. He turned in ton then drove off leaving the school grounds. The minute he drove off, I wrapped my arms around him with my eyes closed. I was terrified to let go or even open my eyes. But as I felt the wind blow past me, I felt more--calmed. I soon opened my eyes and I could feel the rush and excitement.
"You okay back there?" he ye;;ed.
'Yeah. I'm great,' I yelled back. The view was just amazing. I felt like I was in an action movie without the action part. We passed a hell lot of tress and a bunch of boring houses until we arrived at a place full of buildings. It was amazing. I felt like I just stepped into L.A.
"Wow!" I said. It was really bright and sunny here unlike back in school. The place was surrounded in palm trees, shopping malls, restaurants, mansions, museums, the beach and other tall buildings. This place was amazing.
Parker POV
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I could tell she loved this place. It was nice seeing her like this. It made me smile. I parked in the parking lot near the cafe. I got off as I removed my helmet. I helped her as she got off. She seemed a little shaky but only because she was excited. We walked into a cafe, Cafe Leroux. It was like a nightclub/ bar/cafe kind of thing. The inside was all in blue lights like a nightclub. There was one side where the bar was with the stripper pole and all then the other side was the cafe. A more calmed area. We sat down near a window where we could get a great view of the beach.
"So what exactly is this place," she asked.
"Well it's a bar, a nightclub and a cafe," I said.
"So is this where you spend most of you're days?" she asked.
"Pretty much," I said.
Wynter POV
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"So is this where you spend most of you're days?" I asked.
"Pretty much," he said.
That's when some blond waitress walked over to our table.
"Hello there. Welcome to Cafe Leroux. How can I help you?" she said in a bored tone, not making eye contact. She was busy too busy finding her pen and notepad in her pockets.
"Um, I'll just have ribs with fries and a diet cola," I said.
"400kg or 600kg for the ribs," she asked.
"400kg," I said.
"And you?" she said referring to Parker as she wrote down my order.
"I'll take a veggie burger wit fries and a large cola," he said. She wrote it down.
"Thank you for choosing Cafe Leroux. You're order will be done in half an hour," she said. This time she looked at us.
"Parker! Is that you," she squealed.
"Meagan! Hey," Parker grinned.
"Wow. It's been a while huh," she smiled at him.
'Yeah. Almost 2 years now," he said.
"And you haven't aged a bit," she said.
I was feeling invisible now.
"You too. So you work here now?" he asked.
"Yeah. I just started this week so I'm still getting used to being a waitress and all."
"That's great," he smiled.
"Well I better be heading back to work now. It was nice talking to you," she smiled then walked away.
There was a few moments of silence. Awkward!
"So um, who was she?" I finally spoke. I hope I didn't sound rude or snoopy or anything. I guess I just wanna know.
"She's an old friend," e said.
'How did you two meet?" I asked.
"We met at a club," he said.
"A club?" I asked.
First he smokes, then drinks now goes to clubs? Hmmm bad boy written all over.
"Yeah. I was out with some friends of mine. Then I bumped into her. We talked, had a few drinks. Then we uh---did it," he said with the last part not so clear.
"Huh?" I said.
"We did it," he said.
"Oh," was all I said. I already knew what he meant by it. I'm guessing you do too? Wow so he lost his virginity. But then again he is over 300 years old so does it really matter. Somehow I just feel a little heartbroken. But I'm not! It's just a minor feeling.
"Sooo," he started off disturbing my train of thought, "do you have a boyfriend or something?"
Is he really asking me that?
"Well yes...no..kind of," I mumbled.
"Kind of?' he asked.
"Well I don't technically like him as a boyfriend anymore you see? Problem is he likes me even though the feelings aren't mutual. We've been having relationship problems. We either don't talk or end up arguing over nothing. I wanna break up with him but I don't know how without making him hate me" I explained.
"Well you just gotta let tings cool off. Talk to him about how you feel,' he said.
They say it like it's easy.
"Sure. Guess I'll give it a try," I always say that but I don't," so how did you know about this place?"
"3 years back. It was summer vacation and I was accompanying my friend Roger for his Tour. He was performing here every night," he said.
"What happened to him?" I asked.
"He let fame take over his head," he said.
"How?" I asked.
"Thing is, he was really good. He had his own band called Meet Me In December. He was the lead vocalist and played the bass. They were good. Really good. That's when it all got to him. He thought he was better then his band mates, so they had an argument and broke up,' he explained.
'So where are they now?" I asked.
'Well Roger's a bartender now," he said pointing at a guy with brown spiky hair. He had a small beard but it wasn't hairy much. Well I could tell he was busy with work and miserable with it.
"Oh and the rest?" I asked.
"Their on an international tour," he said.
"Awe, poor Roger," I pouted.
"Well he deserves it," Parker said.
Still, poor guy. We started talking about other random stuff until our food come.
"Here's your food," she said putting the food on the table, "enjoy you're date."
"We're not on a date. We're just friends," I blushed.
Sure you are," she smirked then left.
We both laughed.
"So how come you ordered a vegetarian burger?" I asked eating a fry.
"Cause I'm a vegetarian," he said, taking a bite of his burger.
"Since when?" I asked.
"Since Sean died," he muttered. Awkward!
"Maybe I could join you next time," I finally spoke.
"Really?" he said.
"Yeah. Sounds cool. Think of it as moral support," I smiled.
He laughed a bit. At least his smiling now.
"Cool," he smiled," you know Wynter?" he said.
"What?" I asked with my mouth full of fries and ribs.
How lady like *Note: Sarcasm*.
Ha laughed, "you're different, you know that?" he said. He grabbed a serviette and wiped the food off my cheek. How embarrassing.
"Is that a bad thing?" I asked.
"No. Not at all," he smiled. I smiled back. Parker's a really sweet guy. I'm glad I met him.
After an hour or so, we were done at the cafe. Parker paid for everything. Again, his so sweet. We headed to his bike and drove back to school. It was around 4 in the afternoon. Two more hours until game night. So I had more time.
"Thanks for the lunch Parker," I smiled.
"No prob. We should do it again next time," he smiled back.
"How bout Saturday?" I asked.
"It's a date then. See you later Wynter," he smiled then left.
"Bye!" I murmured.
Did he just say date? Does this mean we're going on a date now? Aah I can't wait. I'm so excited. I walked back to my dorm finding everyone there. Looks like they were extra bored.
"She made it," I heard Aaron yell.
"Thought you were gonna ditch," Summer smirked.
"And miss game night, never," I smiled.
"So where were you?" Crystal asked.
"I went out--with a friend. We had lunch at a cafe downtown," I said.
"Sounds like you enjoyed yourself," Preston said.
"I did," I smiled to myself.