Jeremiah (Slowly Editing)

Chapter 13- Double Dates

If I were gay, life would be much simpler. I'm kind of annoyed that I'm not. Or maybe I'm just annoyed the talking that won't stop between these two. Seriously just shut up already.

"Omg my favorite color is green to."

No it not, its red.

"Exactly I hate coffee."

No you love it.

"Yes I love sports. "

You hate it, you don't even play in gym

I watched as Amber lied through her teeth confidently.

"What kind of sports." Jeremiah asks raising an eyebrow.

Oh amber you were always marvelous at lying.

"Oh you know shop-f-football. " she says looking at the menu correcting her lie.

Sitting around the all circular table with Amber on my left and Jeremiah on my right.

"What can I get y-you g-." The waitress, Brooklyn stated on the name tag. Her auburn hair went into a bun. Brooklyn's big brown eyes were under glasses and her freckles were scattered over her cheeks. Her lips were pink and full.

Her eyes were fixed on Jeremiah as he looked at his menu. I was going to to kick Amber to show her how ridiculous this girl was but she was doing the exact same thing.

I roll my eyes taking one last look at my menu.

Clearing my throat loudly getting the waitresses and Amber's attention I give her my order.

"I'll have a small cup of hot chocolate, lots of whip cream, a bacon cheeseburger; hold the red onions and tomatoes, side of crispy french fries and a glass of water. "

I hand her the menu and look around the table to see amber not surprised about my fast speaking but I look to see Jeremiah's eyes wide, held tilted and mouth slightly open.

I give him a wink and a smirk.

Oh there's lots to know about me Jeremiah Johnson. You'd be surprised.

After amber and Jeremiah give in their orders. Amber continues to speak to him.

"So what kinda sports do you play?" Amber cuts in.

I started to draw pictures with my finger on the table and let amber handle the Jeremiah investigation.

"I swim." he shrugs

I suddenly became more interested. Swimming? The smell of him outdoors mixed with detergent. Now that I put thought into it he kinda smelt like he had a tad of chlorine on him. I take a deep breath in, my eyes eyes shutting impulsively. Remembering the day we were outside enjoying the proximity with him. His warm breath fanning my face. His hot body pressed against me with my back on the cold door. His lips moving closer to mine. I feel my body get comfortably hot. My toes curl up in my shoes and I give out a breathlessly moan.

I decided to come back to dumb reality and open my eyes. Ambers eyes look like their about to pop out their sockets and Jeremiah has a knowing smirk on his lips.

I clear my throat and shift in my seat.

"Anywayyyy so hows your parents. " Hhe asked.

"Mmmh my mom died and-" He hesitates. " Dad isn't as home as much. " He says scratching the back of his head.

"Oh my gosh how?"

I kick amber for her rude nosy outburst and give her a what the fuck look.

"Sorry." she says looking apologetic.