Getting even with King (GxG) (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 16

"Here you go miss" the guy places 3 large paper bags in front of me over the counter and bends down to pick up another one, I diligently checks each paper bags, the guy ogles something or someone behind my back. I turn to see Taylor riding a shopping cart towards us. She stopped in front of the counter and start to transfer these paper bags of paint inside the shopping cart.

"Help me, I'm hungry... let's get outta here and grab some lunch," Taylor said. While helping her the guy told us just to put the cart back later.

"Where do you want to eat?" Taylor asked while she is driving, focusing on the road.

"School? I replied.

" I know a Persian joint here, somewhere..." T.K

" Then, why bother to ask me where to eat? Ugh" and seriously? Persian food?

"Uhhh...." Taylor search around the streets. Finding the joint where she wants to eat. After a minute, we pull over beside this small white and yellow themed Resto.

The waiter has the menu book while smiling brightly towards Taylor before smiling politely. The waiter looked back to Taylor as he handed me over the menu.

"The usual miss?" Said the waiter, so Taylor is their regular customer here.

"Yes, a kebab platter and two extra rice, and lemonade, thanks, Marcus." Did she order that much? Is she serious? Still holding the menu when the waiter named Marcus didn't even bother taking my order.

"Don't worry, it's for two," Taylor assured.

"What if I didn't like the food?"

"You'll love it, I promise you"

"And if I didn't?"

"Then, I'll eat all of em'.."

"Are you always like this?" I asked, closing the menu and placing it at the table side, when Taylor starts to wonder, resting her left forearm on the table and her right elbow while doing her signature habit, rubbing her earlobe. "And can you please stop doing that?"

"Huh, what?" She asked and looked directly at me, causing me to feel shy all of a sudden.

"That.., your habit of rubbing your earlobe... you're always up to something when you do that," I said frankly. She let out a breath and smiled as she obeys me.

This is awkward, where is the food? It's like, taking forever to serve our lunch.I 12:02nn-time check, phew... with nothing to do and since Taylor are not talking or asking me anything, I decided to play on my phone.

"Audrey." The way she says my name is like music to my ears... think about it, it's the first time she calls me Audrey.

"Yes?" I responded as our waiter Marcus arrived with our food, setting it up over our table.

"Enjoy your lunch" as Marcus excuses himself to us. We both stayed quiet eating our lunch, I must say, Persian food is not bad! I kinda liked it, and the idea of having a lunch out with Taylor, feels like a date, guess my ears are red as tomato on that thought, wait, Taylor wants me to ask something right?

"By the way" breaking the silence while I take a sip from my lemonade "is there something you wanna asked or tell me?" Gently I place my glass of lemonade.

Taylor looked at me chewing her food, she raises her hands signaling me to wait. Can't resist how cute she looks while enjoying her food, randomly I stick out my phone and take a photo of her drinking her lemonade.cute.

"So, what is it," I asked again smiling. She clears her throat quietly with a hint of redness on her cheeks.

"Break up with Blake" Taylor demanded shyly. W-what?! I gave her a look.

"Why would I do that?" I asked her puzzled, My heart is starting to beat faster.

"Never mind..." with a disappointed tone.

DEAN'S POV

Grabbing the last paper bag from Taylor's front trunk, Audrey closes it and locked Taylors car properly, currently Taylor is taking a nap at SGO office.

"Hey dean" Audrey initiates. As I look at her while she walks along with me.

"How well do you know Taylor?" She asked look who's interested to know who really is my childhood buddy, I smile and search for the right answer to her question while trailing the hallways of Easton high.

"I don't know, why you asked?" Smiling at Audrey who looks back at me crossing her brows

"You're her friend, childhood best friends to be specific, and you can't give me an answer?" She said trying to hide her frustrated voice.

"Ummm, let me think." Again, I tried my best to give her some answers. "She's weird, Taylor hates big parties ever since... what else.." trying to remember important stuff about T.K when I remember something about one of Taylor's traits from our childhood that never changed.

"When she likes something, T.K tends to be demanding just to get it, she's kind of spoiled in a way," I said while walking, adding "Why you a...sked...." turning her side just to find I'm talking to myself.

"Yeah, thanks, Dean" talking to myself in a low voice.

Phew... those two should stop playing hard-to-get.

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