Confusion to love???

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
love can come anywhere and anyway. strange emotion that it is. sorry for the small print, I will redo it later.

Submitted: April 14, 2010

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Amanda Berley left  her small but cozy studio apartment and did the same thing she did every morning..walked down the two flights of stairs, went to the front door and jumped up and knocked her small stash of weed off the top of the door jam. She smiled and wondered how many others had hid their dope in the same place over the  years.

After putting her little bit of mood elevator in her old levis she took off and went to the nearby coffee shop and ordered a light breakfast. It was the beginning of summer and she was carefree. No more studys and no need to work for almost two months!  Her parents were not rich, but they always did everything for their little Amanda including money for the rent, food and of course the latest fashion knock offs.  According to Granny, it is better to be dead than out of fashion.  Well, Granny, it is better to wear cheap stuff I like and not have to work.

She had another cup of coffee and waited for the reason of her life. OMG, here I am a white, middle class girl from the bible belt sitting here in Santa Monica and dying to spend time with a Chinese or something busboy.  My parents would die for sure...and Granny would not have to worry about fashion very long!

Finally he came out of the back kitchen. I am going to die, Amanda thought. Oh he is so georgous, what can I do to make him look at me?  Long dark hair (beneath that stupid hair net), a little short, maybe 5' 6" and about 160 pounds of muscle. I am sure I am going to die. I have to make him talk to me.

Kitapai Capatapakit looked at the stupid white girl looking at him. Every day. What she want me? Why she not say hello to I? Or say stupid dish dirty or something else bullshit. I do not like her look at me...but she cute for white girl.

Amanda could not take it anymore so she "accidently" knocked her empty plate on the floor...watching it almost in slow motion and kicking herself in the butt for being so damn stupid.

What she do that for stupid girl. She think I don't have too much job already? Damn stupid girl, now I need smile and say, oh, no problem.

"I'm sorry", Amanda told the guy as he went to her and asked if she was ok,  "No problem" answered Kitapai, "Everybody do to me" "You sit and I get clean for you"

Amanda could not have turned more red. I am so stupid, she thought, but he can talk!  And he is so hot!  I have to get out of here. As she stood up, her mind went out of control. She looked in his black eyes and blurted, "I love you!" and with that she started to run out of the place.  Her waitress, watching the girl run out started to laugh her butt off.  "Well," she thought, "I guess I will pay for the breakfast, but it was worth it."

Hours later, Amanda was back in her room. Her stomach was still turning, hollow at times, and feeling bloated at others.  Now she would die before she went back to that resturant. Damn, I am nineteen years old, not a silly high school kid.

At the same time, Kitapai was thinking about the stupid girl. She say she love me. What she do stupid then and make me clean mess? This never happen my home for sure. I hate her...I hope she never come back my work again. She just stupid white girl...with blue eyes and nice face...and she say she love me.  Why she say she love me? I do not like her. But she say she love me.  What wrong with this crazy place? I should look for her and tell her she stupid girl. Why I still think of her. Why she say she love me?

 

The next morning Amanda woke up and she was determined to go back to the resturant, walk in and pay for her bill.  She would not sit down and eat, but just pay her bill, apologize to the waitress and leave. No problem...just in and out.  And if that guy was there she was just going to ignore him as if she never saw him before. In fact, she would not even go there for breakfast. Six in the evening would just be fine. He would probably be in the back doing dishes or finished for the day.

Kitapai finished for the  day. He was tired and sweaty and angry. What happen to stupid girl today?  I do not want to see her, so why I keep think of her? Oh, good bye to her. I just work and be still and maybe next year I can go college. She can say love you to other person. I do not need stupid girl mess my life.

As she left the restuant, Amanda felt relieved that the boy was not there. Never again, she swore would she be so crazy. Hell, there were lots of guys that looked at her. Big strong muscle guys. I don't need some Asian busboy who can probably not even talk English. What could we do, talk with a English-whatever he is dictionary? What a jerk I was yesterday. Then she stopped cold. He was right in front of her, walking towards her.

He stopped, and looked into her eyes. She looked into his. Then without a word, or more thought, they took each others hand in hand and walked away...together.

Without even thinking, they looked in each other's eyes, held hands and walked away.

 


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