I'm usually a pretty reserved person. Well, that's the face I like to portray. But in reality, I'm just as crazy as everyone else. Maybe it was because of him that I was acting this way. He was just that guy that... You'll understand soon enough my dear readers. We had arrived in no time at "The Harvest Room". For those of you unfamiliar with it, it's a high end restaurant. Audrey Hepburn may have visioned it while she was alive because this restaurant screamed classy. I don't know why I found myself surprised by the choosing of this restaurant. In a way I should have expected. After all, he did have money. I remember that lunch clearly as if it had happened a few hours ago.

We had entered the restaurant and we're seated relatively quick; the perks of being with the Oilers new hope.But that doesn't mean I was felling welcomed. This wasn't my scene, I would enjoy eating burgers at a run down store than to be here. I'm not about all that classy dressy cuties fruities bullshit. Despite my strong hatred of being in places like this, I made no mention of it. And I wish I had. Everyone around me was dressed up in some Louis Vuitton I know I could never afford. That didn't bother me, what did was the fact that Connor was bothering his sweet time to know a girl that could never mesure up to his surroundings. I don't know if he knew it. But it seemed like everyone else did. And that bothered them. So invested in my thoughts, I didn't hear the waiter asking me for what I would like to drink.

"Layla?" Connor asked looking at me. I nodded and murmured that I wanted water. The man took our order and left.
"Are you alright?" He asked. I nodded and smiled at him. He smiled back and continued talking on whatever it was. It might have been hockey, since that's all he ever talks to me about but I might have been wrong. And I don't think it seemed to bother him. I was a temporary company anyways. So I reacted when his eyes widen and when he was being secretive. The waiter came back with our drinks.
"Do you guys know what you would like to eat?" He asked. Connor nodded and say some weird thing, I had never heard before.
"And for the lady?" He asked looking at me. I shrugged and said a burger. The man looked surprised on that request.
"Are you sure? The chef could prepare something much better than a burger." He said.
"I don't doubt it but what happens if I dont like it? I don't like trowing away food." I told him. I smiled and handed him my menu. He was in shock by my statement, proving as to why I don't belong here. He nodded and made his way back. I kept looking at the directions he had walked towards. I couldn't see no more, but I know for a fact he was probably talking about me and my burger request to the kitchen staff.
"So." Connor started. "Since, we've spent nearly 30 minutes talking about the weather, let's try to get to know each other." The weather? I placed my head in my hands and shock it slightly. I can't believe I thought he was talking about hockey.
"Okay, why do you like hockey so much?" I asked placing my chin on my knuckles. He leaned back and waved that question off.
"You could find that online. Why don't you ask personal questions?" He asked. I shrugged.
"I don't want to know personal things. I don't really care about that." I said. He furred his eye brows.
"And why's that" He said now mirroring my position.
"I don't know, I don't find it important." I said taking a sip of my water.
"To the know what makes someone who they are isn't important? How so?" He asked taking a sip from his lemonade.
"Because either way, I'll learn it on my own when the time comes." I told him. "There is no need for you to explain something that would make the journey of discovering you exciting." I tell him. He just starred into me eyes and did this goofy type of smile.
"Why are you smiling like that?" I asked.
"Your views on things are interesting." He said while sitting back properly. "And in some odd way I do agree with what you just said."
"That's good to know" I said. I sat up straight when the food came. We had started to eat, well more like he had started to eat. But I couldn't. It's not like the burger didn't look good. It was perfect, it's the people around Connor and I thought differently.
"So what do you study..." He said before making eye contact with me. And till now,my dear readers, I don't know how he was able to see from that small glance that I wasn't fine. People normally just assume that I'm feeling a bit sick. But Connor's face, he looked scandalized.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He whispered placing a hand on top of mine. I shook my head and was counting to ten. I was trying helplessly not to have a panic attack on what I would have considered a first date. But I kept glancing around, and the people around us kept pointing and laughing smugly with the sophisticated ways. And I couldn't handle that anymore. Either I was going to feint in front of them or I was to leave so I could breath some air.
"Layla?" He asked. I murmured that I had needed to go and get some air. I got up and left. Without taking my food or my sweater. I just need to get out of there. Making my way outside, I felt liberated . I had time to compose myself before I saw Connor standing before me with our food in a to-go bag. He also had my sweater in hand.
" You forgot these?" He said squinting a bit his eyes due to the sun light and smiling at me.

"What exactly, the food or you?" I asked smirking.
"Both." And we both started laughing. He started to walk towards his car and I followed him.
We got inside and drove for short time to the river bank. The place where I run every morning. We got out of the car and sat down on the grass near it. I was happy. This was my scene. We ate our food and I was grateful that he didn't ask why I had rushed out of the restaurent. It was almost 4:30 when we decided to leave. For 2 hours we layed on the grass contemplating on the world and it's mysteries. The ride back towards my place was as treacherous as the way to the restaurent. And this time I held myself back instead of scolding him for his reckless driving. He drove unto my drive way and stopped the engine.
"So what's the verdict on this date Miss Hendrick."I looked at him and smiled.
"I think it's worthy of a second one." I told him joyfully. And his smiled mirrored mine.

"How about a walk next time?" He asked. I smiled and said I would love that. I said my goodbye's and he told me he would next me tonight. I got of the car and did the same routine I do everyday after school. At least I had some excitement in my tedious day.

Notes

thoughts? Please I would love to know! I'll try to update this weekend. Sorry for the wait.