look on her face.
“It has her number on it, doesn’t it?” she asked Alex.
“Yes, it does,” he said and grinned at me. “Nice going, bro.”
“Um, thanks. I guess,” I shrugged and slapped my hand against his. I could already feel the blood pooling in my cheeks.
“Told you,” Claire shot out, glaring at me. When I turned her way, she quickly looked out the window.
The rest of the ride consisted of Claire watching the city pass by. Alex admired the phone number scribbled on the piece of paper the girl had given me. I was the one trying not to make it obvious that I was watching Claire’s every move. I think Alex caught on at the last minute though. He kept giving me sly looks when I glanced at him.
“Waffle House?” Claire sneered as the cab slowed down in front of the yellow building. I glanced at her and saw that her mouth was hitched up in a smirk.
“I was hungry for some waffles,” I admitted. Alex smiled and nodded his agreement. “Don’t you like waffles for breakfast?”
“I’ve never been to Waffle House before,” she sighed. Alex and I stared at her, our eyes wide with shock. She made a face at us. “What?”
“You’ve never been to Waffle House before?” Alex repeated. She nodded.
“I’ve never had a craving for waffles. I do pancakes,” she told us as we hopped out of the taxi. I paid the driver and turned back to her.
“Of course you haven’t had a craving for waffles,” I said as if was obvious. Claire watched me as I continued. “You haven’t had these waffles before.”
Claire had nothing to say after that. We walked into the restaurant and I was greeted by a few of the workers.
“Popular, aren’t we?” Claire uttered as we sat down in a booth by the window.
“Just a little,” I teased and handed her a menu. Alex slid in beside her and glanced at me. I shot a wierd face back and he just laughed.
“What can I get you guys today?” A skinny girl with bright blue hair walked over to our table. She looked at me and smiled. “How are you today, Michael?”
“Good, Sarah. And you?” I replied. She laughed and Claire looked over her menu at us.
“Waiting to catch a break,” she exclaimed and patted my shoulder. “The usual?”
“ Sure,” I replied and looked at Alex.
“What about you two?”
“I want two waffles and a tea,” Alex stated. Claire noticed that it was her turn and coughed.
“I guess, I will take two chocolate chip waffles with a glass of water,” she muttered and pushed the menu back to me. I took it graciously and put it with mine. I set them to the side and smiled to myself.
“What are you so happy about?” Alex laughed and shot a glance at Claire and then one at me. I rolled my eyes.
“Just thinking about the face Claire is going to make after tasting these waffles,” I confessed. At the sound of her name, Claire glared at me.
“It’s just a waffle,” she waved my comment off with a flick of her hand, “not the second coming.”
Sarah came back with our food and I laughed at Claire’s expression as the two gigantic waffles were placed in front of her. I watched her swallow loudly.
“Scared Claire?” I mocked and took a bite of my own waffle that was doused in strawberry sryup . Her eyes shot daggers at me as she poured maple syrup over her own waffles.
“Not one bit,” she said and cut her first bite.
I watched silently as she put it in her mouth. Alex turned to watch too and a smile lit up his face. I muffled my laughter as a bright light lit up her eyes and she glanced down at her waffle, which was oozing melted chocolate and syrup. She swallowed and I grinned in triumph.
“So?” I took another bite of mine and she was jolted back to reality. She glanced at me.
“So what?” she shot back defensively.
“You liked it.”
“It was okay,” she mumbled.
“What was that?”
“I said-” she started.
“I can’t hear you,” I taunted. She shot me a look and I silenced.
“It was great,” she
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