Chapter 11-Getting to know Mr. Bad Ass

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Chapter 11- Getting to Know Mr. Bad Ass

-Emma-

“Emma.” A voice whispered.

“Emmaaa.” It continued. I rolled to the other side of the bed trying to get away from the annoying sounding person. I put a pillow over my head to block out any noise and the sunlight that was shining into the room.

“EMMA MARIE MILLER!” The voice yelled. Ugh, shut the hell up! The pillow was ripped away from my grasp and smacked right into my face continuously. “Emma, get the hell up! We have school!” I open my eyes to see the monster before me.

“Shut the hell up Amy, before I take that pillow and shove it.” I growled out as I sit up from the bed. I glanced at the mirror to see my hair which was in perfect curls last night was now sticking up all over the place. Did I get attacked by a bird last night? I ran my fingers through my hair to get out all the tangles and tied it in a messy bun on top of my head. “What time is it?”

“7:15 AM” Amy answered. 7:15? Does she know that school doesn’t start till freaking 8:30?

“You do know that school doesn’t start till 8:30 right?” She nodded her head.

“Yeah I know, but I thought we could get breakfast at your favorite diner.” She said smirking. My ears perked up when I heard that.

“At John’s?” I asked excitedly. She nodded and smiled. Damn this girl knows my weakness in the mornings!

“Plus I knew that was the only way to get you out of bed before 8.” I rolled my eyes at her and jumped out of bed. The only thing that can get me out of bed on school day at seven in the morning is food. 

Yummy food.

Once we were dressed and ready for school, Amy and I headed out to John’s. John’s is a diner here in our town, Red Falls and they serve the most mouth watering food ever. If I could I would get every meal there, but sadly my parents wouldn’t allow that. Stupid parents. Most of the people from our school hang out there from time to time and some even work there.

Amy parked the car and we hopped out of it making our way to the diner. Even so early in the morning the diner was still busy with people coming and going. Amy and I entered the diner and slid into our usual booth. The waitress came and took our orders, which I ordered a stack of pancakes, eggs, bacon, a blueberry muffin and orange juice. Hey, what can I say? Me and food have an awesome relationship.

Amy and I chatted about topics relating school while we ate, since we do have school soon.  I was enjoying our little breakfast. See Amy and I pick a day out of the month to come and have breakfast here. It’s our tradition to do so and we’ve been doing this since middle school, I don’t think it will be ending anytime soon. Once we were done Amy went to get the car and I went to paid as I turned to walk away from the cash register  I dropped my phone due to my clumsiness. I went to go pick it up but someone else beat me to it and stood up to hand it to me. Just when I was about to reach for it the person re-treated their hand causing me to look up to see who the person was.

“Well hello there love. Remember me?” A deep voice spoke. Looking up I see piercing icy blue eyes staring into mine. Mark. “Ahh, I see you do.”

I swallowed the lump I had in my throat and kept silent. What is he doing here? “Don’t worry love, I’m not gonna hurt you.” He said with a sly smirk on his face.

“What do you want?” I said bravely but I was shaking in my boots. This guy can be scary.

“Ohh acting brave are we now? I like it.” He said sending a wink at me. If I wasn’t so scared and disgusted by his attitude I might have blushed. “I don’t want anything love, but what I was wondering is why a beauty like yourself is hanging around an asshole like Aiden.” Now I wanted to punch the idiot. Aiden’s the asshole? I don’t think so. I think he has his facts mixed up. I would have said it if I wasn’t so afraid that he would do something to me. Stupid scary dude. He held out my phone and I went to grab it and as I do he grabs my wrist with a tight hold and pulled me closer. “I’ll see you around, Emma.”  With that he let go of my wrist and walks out the diner leaving me shocked.

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