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exception of me and Lexi she doesn’t like other girls. We all turn our heads when TJ takes his spot behind the bar. He says something to the waitress points to us and walks back to his office. A few seconds later she comes over to our table.
    “I have been informed that anything you girls want tonight is on the house. My name is Sam just holler when you finish your drinks and I’ll bring you another round.” She says it like we just kicked her puppy, before going back behind the bar. We normally don’t take the time to learn any of TJ’s waitresses’ names because they never last long enough.
    “I guess that is my dear brother’s way of making up for you having to witness such a travesty.” Lexi finishes her wine, “Sam, could you be a dear and bring me another glass of wine?”
    “Lexi!” Skeigh and I say in unison.
    “What, that was polite.”
      We have another round while Skeigh tells us all about her awesome new customer. She explained that she is a major journalist for this new magazine called Strong Women. It covers topics about how woman can be empowered to go after their dreams, and things they can do to make them happen. This Ms. Bran goes around the country interviewing women that have made it happen, and ones that have struggled and been through some awful things in their life but come out on top.
    “I wonder who she is doing a story on here? Maybe, it’s about your shop. Wouldn’t that be great!?” Lexi’s grin is practically from ear to ear when she looks over to Skeigh.
    “Sadly, it isn’t about me. However, she did say that she was going to have someone come out and do a spotlight in the magazine and feature some of my clothes!” Skeigh explains.
    Skeigh tells us that in the next week or two a woman will come down with a few models. They will have Skeigh dress them, then a photographer will take some pictures. While that is going on the journalist will be interviewing her about how she comes up with the ideas.
      It’s nearly midnight by the time we get home, so I wash my hair and change into my pajamas. Once I climb into bed and plug in my phone I notice that I have two unread text messages. The newest one is from TJ saying he was sorry again, and hated that I walked in and saw that. I just ignored it and went to the other one. It was received at eight o’clock and I don’t recognize the number.
    I made Yoda blush today. Let me keep my promise, and let me take you out ;-)
    As I read that simple text, I blushed.

Chapter 5
     
     
     
                  The next morning my phone teases me, begging me to pick it up and text Ryder back while I get ready for school. Damn text. I ignore it. I finish getting dressed, grab a cereal bar and water from the fridge and am out the door. The girls have already gone, which is good because if they weren’t they would know something was up and would pester me till I told them that Ryder wanted me to go out with him. Then would have insisted that I text him back. I really want to, I mean what woman wouldn’t. With Ryder’s ethereal good looks and body that was made just for women to ogle. I haven’t been able to pin point what it is about Ryder that calls to me.
      The few relationships I have had over the past few years have been ok, they were nice. Up until the end when they realized that I wasn’t as normal as I made myself out to be. So of course they broke it off, saying they didn’t need my shit. It’s a good thing I never fell for them, but Ryder is different. I can see myself falling head first over a damn cliff, and he would just end up walking away from me like all the others.
      I make it through my first cl ass pretty easily without daydreaming of Ryder, and what it would be like to actually give in and go on a date with him. When I leave the classroom my stomach rumbles informing me that I need to grab something to eat. Instead of going to my car I decide to walk. It isn’t unbearably hot today and The Burger Shack is