5 Just Ten Minutes

"I know you since we were kids but you're different now from how I remember you before." That echoed in me.

I stared at him for a long time, wondering if I know him from somewhere. But I can't seem to identify him as someone from my past. After staring for a long time, I shifted my gaze on my ringing phone. I had three missed calls and a message saying, "Call me ASAP". I swallowed the drink in my mouth.

"Just ten minutes. I would just make a call." After saying that I stand up and went outside to make a call.

"Yow!" I said as I heard someone was picking up in the other line.

"where are you?" he didn't let me respond. "if only you were here beside me right now, I would really bite you. What? Is this phone even working? "

"sshhh you're too loud." I said in a calm tone. "I have something to do. I'm sorry I leaved early. I promise I would really meet you tomorrow. You will have the whole me, my mind, body and soul. I PROMISE." I raised hand in the air knowing he wouldn't even see it.

"fine." He sighed. "just don't forget." He sounds so stressed. I smiled knowing that can't bear a grudge on me. HA HA I smiled cheekily and kissed my phone, but my lips didn't exactly reached the surface. I know it's dirty, so I wouldn't dare.

As I turned back, Drake startled me. He was leaning against the doorframe stretching his arms so the door could remain open. I wasn't expecting someone behind me.

"Yes?" I cleared my throat as I said that after I regained my consciousness.

"Nothing. I was just eavesdropping."

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and went in. He followed me closing the door behind. When we reach our table, the foods are all in. They are mouth-watering.

"Dig in." He gestured. As he said that I immediately took my spoon and fork and scanned the table for the first dish to be devoured.

"Try this one." He lifted the plate filled with carbonara and placed some on my plate.

"Uhm. Thanks." That was awkward. I am not used of being served. I usually do things by myself. "But you don't have to do that."

"Come on. Don't be shy." He said that before he fills his mouth with food. I stopped talking and just filled my tummy.

Ten minutes. Ridiculous, she's taking too long. The foods are almost here and it's so hot outside, why does she needs to be outside just to make a call.

"Sir, shall we serve the dishes?" The waiter asked politely.

"Yes please. Just place everything in, I'll be right back." I said and stand to tell her to come in already. As I was just to tap her shoulder, I heard her giggling trying to hold her laughter. I withdraw my hand and stepped back. I leaned myself at the door frame trying to make myself comfortable. I stared at her with her back slightly facing me. She was quite petit. If only she would let down her light brunette hair it might probably reach three inches below her shoulders (because right now she tied it in a high ponytail, though messy it was kind of cute). I wonder when she started to color them, as far as I remember she has this pretty black hair that when light strikes with, it creates this brown shadow.

With her height and body built, she emits this bubbly aura though she carries this nerdy appearance. But to feel that aura, you must exert effort first. She has these typical bangs which frames her face. Wearing huge eyeglasses which nearly covers half of her face. She though has this mediocre fashion. I can't give her the wow factor, but at least I won't mock it. I just notice, she's not wearing any make-up. Though she's slightly tan, I still can see her veins in the face if I focus on it. Tsk tsk, no wonder this girl can't charm anyone. What would she do if I am not asked by my parents to marry her? Is she going to be an old maid?

Ugh. She's taking too long. I can hear her talk, but I don't know what she is saying right now. From my distance it seems she is coaxing someone. Whatever it is that they are talking about right now, I can sense they're quite close. Luckily, before my patience runs out she turns off her phone and faced me.

The meal ended and after a few conversations, Francis send me home.