When I see your smile ~ Jeremike

Oops I did it again

~~~ Jeremy's POV: ~~~

At least that is how I imagined my wedding day with that guy across the street. 

Trying desperately to get Mike, (my old school . . . 'friend' who I never really spoke to), out of my mind, I frantically walked to work at the Charmeleon Casanova restaurant. When I arrived at work, I wrapped my waiter's apron around my waist and rushed out into the restaurant to the first table.

"Hello, my name is Jeremy and I will be your waiter for this eve- ahh!" I screeched as I looked up and saw Mike and his ugly ass girlfriend sitting at the booth cuddling innocently. I couldn't have picked a worse table to wait!

"Uh- hi," Mike replied clearly creeped out. "Can we get two pasta supreme's  with a side of cheesy chips and garlic dough balls, cheers," Mike said handing me the menu which I stared at for a full minute before saying,

"Uh, sorry could you repeat that?" 

"I said, CAN I HAVE TWO PASTA SUPREME'S WITH A SIDE OF CHEESY CHIPS AND GARLIC DOUGH BALLS, CHEERS!" 

"Yes your royal highness, uh-I mean yes sir! And for your drinks?"

"Just a Guiness and a red wine please."

"Oh my God just touch my-" I said OUT LOUD forgetting I was in a public place!

"Sorry?" Mike said.

" Right away sir!" I said before merrily skipping off and tripping over the nearest person.

~~~ Mike's POV: ~~~

'Come on, it's the first date! I've got this, it's going to be totally fine. I'm gonna slay this date!' I thought, cringing at the way my brain even worded my own pep talk. 'Just ask how she is and what her day was like.'

"So, uh, how are you? How's the day been?" I asked as casually as I can. "The sparkles in your eyes say you're in a good mood."

"Actually, I'm feeling under the weather." Lexi furrowed her fake eyebrows while looking at me. "My eyeliner has totally screwed up my day. It's liquid but it's gone lumpy. I don't know what happened! It's SUPPOSED to be the best Boots wing eyeliner and it's supposed to be, and I quote," She reached into her hot pink handbag and pulled out a tube of what I could only assume to be eyeliner, " 'Supreme Cat Eye Flicks' but they turned into SuperDrug cheap brand crap!"

And I think that's about where I started to daydream about the food that I hoped would be here soon just so she would shut up. Are all women like this because she was driving me crazy with all of this talk about her lumpy bloody eyeliner!

"Mike, Mike are you listening?" Lexi snapped her gold painted fingers in front of my eyes. Damn it-

"Well, even if your eyeliner was being crappy you still look beautif-"

"Mikey! I wasn't even talking about that anymore! I was talking about my trip to Hong Kong." She glared at me across the table but it was quite difficult to take her seriously with the smeared red lipstick on her cheeks. She looked like a clown. "You're such a clown!"

I could hardly contain my laughter after that. She started shouting something at me but I couldn't understand her over my laughter. It was just so perfect that she'd say that after looking like a clown herself.

After an agonising wait, honestly it was like I was counting the seconds, the same klutz of a waiter stumbled over with our meals. He looked as if he was daydreaming while putting the food on the table.

"Excuse me, is this food low fat?" Lexi looked up at him, seeming hopeful. Did she actually expect him to know that?

The waiter looked down at the food nervously. "I-I d-don't- umm... I mean t-this is the normal one I'm pretty sure. There was a low fat one on the menu."

"Mikey!" Ugh, now it was my turn to answer questions. "Why didn't you tell me there was a low fat option on the menu? Didn't you know I was dieting?"

'She cannot be serious. She's stick thin yet still on a diet? She needs to put on weight, not lose it!' 

"I had no idea, you never told me. And you looked at the menu yourself so if that's what you wanted you should have looked for it yourself." I huffed but quickly realised I probably shouldn't have been so straight up.

"Zip!" Lexi drew her fingers across her lips in a zipping motion before looking up at the waiter again. "Do you know if it has any gluten? How many calories?"

"Look, I didn't make the meal. Ask the chef." He glared at her before taking the other food he had patiently balancing on his arm to the table it belonged to.

~~~ Jeremy's POV: ~~~

"Table Four!" The chef called.

The woman slammed her hands on the table and stomped out of the restaurant, Mike tailing her while trying to convince her to stay.

"Table Four!"

In the split second of stupid ideas, I chased the couple out of the restaurant, ignoring the chef, thinking that the reason Mike and his girlfriend left the establishment was anything to do with me. Boy was I wrong.

"Lex! Wait!" Mike called after her she stomped away in those...ridiculously tall heels. No wonder she was almost as tall as me. 

"You're such an idiot Michael! How do you think that made me feel all you did was back up that stupid gay waiter!"

"Oh come on! You know how much I hate it when people use the word gay as an insult!" Mike replied to her making my heart throb.

"I didn't know a thing about that Michael!"

"Oh really! Well then you know as much about that as I know about you being on a stupid diet!" Mike hollered.

" MICHAEL!"

"THAT'S NOT MY NAME!" The slut waltzed off in her mini skirt and high heels leaving Mike on his own across the street.

"HEY! YOU!" 

Oh crap! My manager.

"You are fired young man!"

"What! What for?" I asked innocently.

" For failing to follow chef's orders, being a complete klutz and for ruining food!" 

"What food did I ruin?" My dickhead of a manager pointed to the utter carnage indoors of spilt food and shattered plates all over the floor. "I did that?"

"Yes you did! ... I'll pay you for the rest of this week but leave and don't come back again!" 

"Yes sir!" 

Oops I lost my job again. I then grabbed my phone out of my pocket and phoned Alex, my best friend and wingwoman, to the rescue.

"Oh hi!  .....  No I know my shift isn't meant to finish yet!  ......   Nah, I kinda lost my job  ....  yeah again!  ....  yeah can you come and pick me up?  ..... thank you so much  .... yeah, I'll explain in the car  .... thanks, see you in a bit!"

A few minutes later Alex's mini pulled up outside the restaurant, I opened the door to climb into the front.

"Oh sorry, you can't sit in the front because my ant farm is growing there!" Alex chirped always trying to grow something again!

I climbed into to the back of her mini my knees touching my face. Ha it only meant sense that she had a mini considering how short and mini she was! 

"So, tell me about this job of yours which you currently don't have!"