**Bell rings**
SLAM!!
"So he cancelled on you? Again?" Said Cassie walking behind me to history class. "Yeah, he's pretty busy I guess." I said drumming my fingers on my book. Cassie whistled. "3 times in a row, he's on a roll!" She joked. I shrugged my shoulders stiffening up a little. "You don't seem worried about this." She replied dryly. Okay, maybe I am worried a little bit, but the more I worry the more I would want to know. Besides we knew things was going to be different since he joined the football team and I'm school President (Well Co-President), so I don't mind. I raised my chin in a fake haughty manner. "Why should I? He just missed a couple of dates. So what?" We both bubbled over with laughter. We stood at the classroom door. Cassie pushes open the door.
"I was just joking, you know."
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"Hold the ketchup, hold the cheese, hold the lettuce to just a bun." I slide the undress burger to a 25 year old man. I worked evening shifts after school at a mini burger shop in the mall. "Thanks." He pitched a tip into the tip box and walked away. I returned to the breakroom and Wendy walks in. "Hey, Wendy did that guy at the flower table got his order?" The slim auburn haired girl makes a disgusted face. "He's such a pain in the eye," Pouring herself a cup of coke, she added. "I had to make 5 burgers all because some stupid pickles where not in exact order!" Just then Lizzie, another co-worker came in to hear Wendy's trial. She shook her head. "You wanted to make those burgers. I would have never some such a thing." Wendy flushes, but resorted with a smirk. "Well I like to make my service pleasing, unlike you Mrs. Cheekester." She rolled her eyes and walked away. The customer bell rang. "I'll get this one." I said. Then I walked out the breakroom into the front to greet the customer, who just happened to be Tony. "Hey, Freds." He smiled. He had grown a bit taller and more jock-looking. He wore a dirty football practice outfit, accompanied by his dirty hair and face. "Hey." I leaned against the cash registrant. "You look a mess." He chuckled lightly before flopping down on a stool-chair. "I know, I just got off practice." I nodded in response. "So um... What's up? You haven't been returning my texts, and I haven't seen you since geography class. Is everything alright?" He suddenly grew nervous. "Oh yeah, my phone's is out repairing. I'm sorry I've been absent, I have a pretty busy schedule these days." I punched his arm playfully. "Hey, take it easy." I continued. "I don't mind honestly, I was just a tiny bit worried." A small smile spread across his face. "You're a sport, cupcake. So how's life as school President?" He smirked. A tinted blush seep through my cheeks. I chuckled happily. "It's a dream I guess. I'm in charge putting together this year's prom! Although I have to share this position with Amy, I'm enjoying it." I smiled. Yes it was true that I'm sharing the "President-ship" With Amy The Great who in all honesty isn't any help. "That's my girl. So this means I'll be date-less for prom?" He pouted in such a silly manner I laughed. "Of course not! Who else is gonna get me a limo ride?" I said smoothly. He narrowed his eyes at me. "What makes you think we'll be going by limo?" I just shrugged. "Oh please I have no doubt you and your 'Ballers' might set up something." He laughed and shook his head. "Well I'll have to add a limo ride on my to do list, what else can I get you? A Disney Princess dress and tiara?" He joked. I rolled my eyes broke chuckled. "Oh shut up." Suddenly a beeping sound went off. He looked at his watch and frowned. "I gotta go, Delia's dance lessons just finished, and I have to go pick her up." I nodded with a right smile. Delia was one of Tony's little sisters. I've met them dozens of times and they're so awesome. "It was nice seeing you, cupcake." He flicked me on the forehead. "You too Tony. And Ow!" I said playfully. He grinned and walked away. "I'll talk to you later, bye." I waved. " Bye. " Suddenly I heard a sneeze behind me. I turn around to see my co-workers rushing off. I shrugged and returned to work. 733Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGEDfNlOEJg
