Spoby One Shots

The Leader of the Pack

"So that's 6 burgers, 7 French fries, 3 apple pies and 7 coke?" I repeated back

"Well, well looks like you smart" some shaggy guy said. I rolled my eyes and handed the list to the chef

"What about you blue eyes, what can I get you?" I asked

"I still don't know yet" he smiled

"it's been 15 minutes dude, you getting distracted or something?" I giggled

"Yeah, something like that"

"Order up Spencer" the chef shouted

"Thanks Mikey" Spencer winked grabbing the food from him. Spencer placed the food in front of the other motorcycle guys and they went in like a lion pounce on his prey.

I went back behind the counter where the blue eye guy was still looking at his menu

"alright, it's been 20 minutes are you-

"Yo Toby, we leaving, you ready?" a guy shouted

"Nah, you guys go ahead, I'll see you guys tomorrow" he shouts back. The guys left and it was quiet again.

"So, Toby is it" I said "You going to order something, or stare at me for the rest of my shift"

"Well, I do like what I'm seeing, Spencer" he winks

I quickly turned around so he wont see me blush. A few seconds of cooling down I turn back to him

"Okay, I know what I want" Toby says "I would like the Danny Special and for you to join me" he says handing me a menu

"Well I-

'Spencer, go on break" the chef yelled

"I guess you can join me, go to the back, I'll meet you there" he says

I think to myself. This really cute guy who you just met, just asked you to eat with him. Do I go, should I reject.

Suddenly I feel myself taking off my apron and walking to the back booth. I sit down and wait. I let my hair fall down and I tapped on my table waiting.

A few minutes later..

He comes back with the Danny Special.

Its Lasagna big enough for two, garlic bread and coke.

"So, Spencer, tell me about yourself" he asked

" Well Im 18, I'm in the 12th grade, I work here after school. I love to read Catcher in the Rye, in English and French. I actually speak French as well. I grew up here in Rosewood and I play field hockey and tennis, what about you?"

"I'm Toby. I'm pretty new here. I moved from Ravenswood to here just a few days ago. Those people you saw are my friends. W were just celebrating me moving. Im 19 years old, and I too like catcher in the rye and speak some French too I admit. I only live with my dad. My mom died when I was 12"

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that" I apologized

"it's fine, it's still hard but I moved on" he sadly smiles

'What school are you attending?" I ask

"Rosewood High. I start tomorrow"

"Oh really? I go there" I smile

"Well, it looks like I will see more of you then" he winks.

Our hands are on the table and every minute our hands get closer and closer to each other. We went on and on and soon our hands were fiddling with each other. The sparks were out of control and we were falling in love.