~Olive Garden~

After our painful ride of bumps and turns, we were finally at Olive Garden. Thing is...why this place? I don't know and I don't honestly care. I'm with Waffle and that's all that matters. Even if its not a date, it's close enough.

Our waitress sat us down at a small table with little chairs. She gave us menus and told us she will be back in a moment. We sat across each other looking awkward. Waffle nervously looked at me as if I were native.

"So...anything you want?" He asked nervously.

"Maybe some Smoked Mozzarella Fonduta, it looks so good," I smiled.

"It does, I'll get some Grilled Chicken Flatbread," He smirked.

The waitress came back and we ordered our food and drinks.  I got Kiwi-Melon Limonata and Waffles got a Peach-Mango Smoothie. She soon left to get our food and Waffles and I were still sitting nervously.

"So..." He sighed.

"Yeah," I sighed along.

It felt like hours past without us saying a single word. He barely even looked at me. As if he was hiding something from me. DOES HE KNOW I LIKE HIM? I KNEW I WAS BEING FORWARD! AHHHHHHHH!!! DOES HE NOT LIKE ME BACK? I wanted to cry, even though I felt anger inside. I don't even know if he knows...I am losing it ain't I?

Our food was given to us by the waitress and she soon left smiling saying to herself. "Lovebirds,"

Waffles looked at me and grinned but sighed at the same time. He mumbled "stereotypes"

"What did you say?" I asked.

"I said stereotypes...people always assuming a boy and a girl going out is that they are automatically dating," He responded.

"I see what you mean,"

"I ain't trying to be rude, but we aren't dating and people have to stop reading their Twilight books...," He sighed.

My heart literally felt like in broke in half. WAS THAT HIS WAY OF SAYING "HEY WE AREN'T DATING," HE KNOWS I LIKE HIM THEN! WHAT IF HE LIKES ANOTHER GIRL? IF HE LIKES ANOTHER GIRL...No...he just got here...he wouldn't like any other girl...if he does...I'll have to do what I've...You know what? That's a story for another day.

After we ate our food we left with Waffles paying the bill. He dropped me off and we both grinned. Even if our grins looked pitifully,it was a grin. What a night...what a night.