Hey guys, this chapter is a little different. Instead of me being boring and narrating, your lovely main character Katherine will be speaking. THATS RIGHT! This one's in Katherine's point of view.
I left the apartment smiling, that was until I realized how stupid I was. Really Katherine? Going on a date with a guy who has a girlfriend. That's low, even for you.
Wait a minute! This isn't a date. So quit your worrying Ms. Worries A Lot.
I got into the car and drove to the cafe Michael brought me to the night before. Even though the car ride was short, I spent it listening to Aerosmith on max volume.
Just when I got to the chorus of Aerosmith's 'I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing' I saw Michael waiting for me out side the cafe.
But that didn't stop me from bealting those words: "I don't wanna close my eyes! I don't wanna fall asleep, cause I'd miss you babe! And I don't wanna miss a thing!"
My jam session was interrupted by Michael tapping on the window. Gesturing me to come outside.
"Nice to know you're in a good mood." He chuckled.
"Yes, and nice to know you still find me amusing." I said in response.
"Ready to drink coffee and eat chocolate chip pancakes again?" He said with a smirk
"You remembered." I said surprised. Wait. Was he flirting with me or is he just being nice?
"Well, change of plans. We are not eating at the cafe today. I thought we could go over to my place and have those two things there, plus a jam session of whatever loud music you were listening to."
I hesitated. Is he trying to sleep with me? I mean I barely know him. We practically met last night. But who cares? I am Katherine Anderson!
"Yeah. Sure. Your place it is." I said, but stupidly remembered I drove here. I can't just leave my car here. What if someone steals it? This car is my baby. "But first my place. I need to make sure my car is safe and sound. So just follow me and well be off."
"Okay, after you." He said walking to his car.
After I got into my car, put on my seatbelt and started the car, I started to continue singing to Aerosmith's biggest hits.
Occasionally I would look through my rear view mirror to check if he was following me.
We got to the apartment, safe and sound. He parked his car next to mine, but I wasn't prepared to get inside. I panicked and before I could get inside his car I faked a phone call.
I know right? Stupid! But I panicked. I said sorry and took this time to take a breather. After this minor freak out I got into his car.
"Okay. Ready to go?" He asked me
"Yup! Let's go. I'm hungry for some pancakes!" I practically screamed
I am so screwed!
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