Chapter 3
*Brian's view
With the wig, sunglasses and hat on, the girl didn't seem to recognize me, which was what I wanted. I wanted to see what
she was going to do if some weird guy came up to her and told her he liked her. It was fun to watch her get
embarrassed.
When I had bumped into her, I noticed how nice looking the girl really was.
Before I bumped into her, I heard her say something about Schlotzsky's Deli. That was a restaurant just a couple of
blocks away. The guys and I went there just the other night for dinner. I decided to go there. I wanted to find out this girls
name.
I liked her, and there was something about her that draws me to her.
I ran back to the hotel parking lot as fast as I could. I got into our limo.
"I need to get a ride to the Schlotzsky's Deli down the street. " I told the driver.
He looked at me like I grew a third head. "Who do you think you are?" The driver asked me.
I realized that I still had my disguise on. I took my hat, wig and glasses off, and the driver realized who I was. "Sorry Mr.
Littrell, I didn't know it was you."
"It's alright, just take me, would you?" I asked impatiently.
On the way there, I saw a traffic jam ahead of us. "Don't go this way" I said to the driver. He shook his head ok, and took
me another route to the restaurant.
The limo got to the corner of the block of the restaurant. I told the driver to let me off here, and to wait for me.
I walked to Schlotzsky's Deli in my disguise. I noticed that the car the girl got into was not there yet. Perfect.
*Cindy's view
"What in the heck!?" I said as Bobbie and I were stuck in traffic. "Erin, Christine, and Gina are probably wondering
where we are."
Bobbie was a little more rational about it. "Don't worry, they probably got caught in it too.
Most likely they aren't there yet. If they are, they will tell the waitress or waiter that they need more time."
"Sorry, I guess I am shaken up by that weirdo guy." I told her.
"He was a little odd." Bobbie confessed.
"Little? He was really odd. When did you find a normal guy bumping into a girl and telling her he likes her. Any sane
person wouldn't do that."
"True" Bobbie said with a smile on her face. "He looked like he would have been cute if he took off his glasses and hat."
"Don't tell me you liked that whacko?" I asked Bobbie staring right at her.
"No, I am just saying. He isn't that much of a whacko. If you saw a cute guy on the street, wouldn't you go up to him and
start talking to him?" Bobbie asked
"Ya, I guess you are kind of right. I wouldn't tell him right off that I like him. I would flirt. That is the difference with me
and that whacko."
"Ok, fine." Bobbie said still smiling.
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