As I waved good-bye to Alex I couldn’t help but to thank him twenty times more or so! I had only had Boo for about ten minutes and I was already over joyed about her. Even though her sour attitude showed no respect or interest for me. Still, though, I had decided my form of punishment for Boo would NOT be the same as Alex’s. It was pretty obvious that she, Boo, was very sensitive and delicate, and probably the slightest and smallest comment would offend her.
As Boo impatiently waited beside my locked car, I said afew more words of gratitude to Alex before twisting around and jogging over to my car. A white Hummer, H3, with chrome designs. My car beeped as the acess to inside of it was granted to both me and Boo. When we climbed in I couldn’t help, but to laugh as Boo’s sour attitude became even more so when her buckle stubbornly rejected it’s rightful place. I watched her for several more seconds before finally leaning over and taking the seat belt from her. I clicked her into her seat and started the car before asking, “So? You, eh, like ‘Chic-fa-la’?”
She seemed stunned by my attitude and lightly blushed before looking back down at her fingers and quietly fiddling with them before answering, “Y-yes, Josh,” I almost MELTED when she said my name like that. Her voice was quiet and babyish, so, when she talked she sounded like a sweet, innocent seven-year-old. The air around us became abit intense as an akward silence took hold of the moment. Well, I didn’t want Boo to feel uncomfortable or wierd, so, I cracked open the windows and cranked up the stereo. To my delight, the ‘You a Song’ lyrics came blaring through the speakers and blew away the silence once filling the air, and as we pulled up to ‘Chic-fa-la’ the song ended just right with the twang of a guitar and the radio man immediatley beggining to speak up.
I turned down the radio as the girl on the speaker spoke up. “Hello, sir, welcome to Chic-fa-la! May I take your order?” I partially leaned out the window and said clearly, “Yes, that would be nice! But could you give us a moment?” I waited a second or two before the speakers crackled back to life, and the woman gave me a short, sweet reply, “Noo problem!!” I shifted back inside the car, and spoke to Boo, “So, what do you want?”
Boo looked up at the menu, her curly hair falling away from her face.