Him and Me- Eleven.

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I didn’t fully feel relaxed though until we pulled to a stop. Lifting the front of my helmet, I was met by a neon-lighted sign. Lily’s Diner, it flashed. The place was not crowded, but there were a few cars parked on the spacey lot. From the glass panels that covered the diner, a number of people were inside, eating burgers, drinking milkshakes, having coffee. Colby parked the bike and mounted off of it. He then turned to me and offered a hand. I took it hesitantly, and jumped off the bike. As I loosened the strap of the helmet around my chin, Colby faced me. His green eyes held a question that translated out from his mouth.

“You don’t mind if we take a few to eat, do you?”

He pushed his hands inside his pockets and began to rock on the balls of his feet. I pulled the helmet off and ran a hand through my ponytail before tightening it. It was tempting to roll my eyes and snap at him, tell him that we should go home already, but a burger and a milkshake wouldn’t hurt. I just shrugged, feigning indifference when the truth was my tongue was tingling in anticipation for the cool, creamy, thick milkshake that I was about to devour. He held out his hand and took the helmet from me, then locked it securely around one of his bike’s handles.

Colby turned and gave me a small smile, bowing slightly and holding his hand out in an after you gesture. That time, I really did roll my eyes as I made my way to the diner. I only did that though to prevent the smile that was itching to spread on my face. The moment we stepped inside, we were met by a cozy warmth and the delicious smell of coffee, waffles, and those oh-so-yummy milkshakes. Red booths and tables were scattered all over the place, and there was a circular counter smacked right at the center of the diner. There were stools placed around the circle, and a few people stood behind the counter taking orders. It was kind of different from other diners I’ve been to, since the customer actually places an order at the counter, and not waited on. It was pretty cool though. To the right of the counter, there was a swinging door from which waiters and waitresses carried plates of food from the kitchen. The tiled floor gleamed of whites and yellows. Groovy.

We made our way to the counter and waited until a cute girl with strawberry blonde pigtails and big green eyes approached us and handed us menus. She smiled widely before saying, “Welcome to Lily’s Diner! My name’s Molly. I’ll be taking your order today.” Molly then fished out a pad from her apron pocket and a pencil from behind her ear as proof. She looked at us expectedly, her head slightly crooked. I sneaked a glance at Colby out of the corner of my eye, but he was staring intently at the menu. Turning back to the piece of laminated paper I held in my hands, I decided to order a burger, some fries, and a milkshake. Yeah that should do… Ooooh chocolate ice cream!

A nudge on my shoulder made me snap out of the delightful thoughts of eating chocolate ice cream, and I turned to my right to look up at Colby. He was looking at me with an amused smirk. Turned out he already placed an order. I didn’t even hear him speak. I faced Molly with a sheepish smile on my face, and proceeded to tell her my order. Of course I added the chocolate ice cream to my order list. Molly’s eyes were slightly wide as she wrote down my order, while Colby just chuckled. The green-eyed waitress then handed us a small flash card with a number on it. We thanked her, then went about to look for a place to sit. Colby and I found a small corner booth beside the glass panels, and settled on the red, faux leather seats across each other. My grey eyes once again scanned the place as I placed the flash card on the table where it would be visible, so that the person who would be carrying our food would immediately spot us. I noticed a man and a little girl seated a few tables from us, the little girl laughing while the man (her father, probably) was gently tickling her. A smudge of chocolate was evident at the girl’s left cheek, and a particularly loud chuckle escaped her lips, sending an echo throughout the diner. It was such a lovely sight, and it made me smile.

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