Chapter 8.

The girl came back and slumped down in her seat again. I looked at her incredulously and she rolled her brown eyes. ”I ordered some food,” she said. ”You shouldn't have, I'm not that hungry and I kind of have to go,” I said. ”First of all I can hear your stomach screaming and second, do you have a hurry back to your friends?” She asked and rose a brow. ”Low blow,” I said and tensed my jaw. She chuckled and then rubbed her hands together as the food arrived. My eyes widened and I stammered to get any words out. ”Did you order for everyone in here?” I asked when the waiter placed down plates with marinated wings, fries, cheese fries, burgers, ribs, and another few plates with cake and cookies. He then went and came back with two milkshakes, one chocolate, and one strawberry. ”It’s called comfort food,” She said and put a fry in her mouth. ” I didn’t know which milkshake you liked so I bought my favorite and another one. You choose,” ”Which one is your favorite?” I asked. ”That’s why I'm