Got a hankering for a Grand Slam.

[prophecy_boy]

Denny's was okay as far as food went. They were open twenty-four hours, that was the important part. Kind of handy after staying out late slaying demons, something I'd been doing more and more as time went on. It made me feel better. Not really sure what it made me feel better about, but it made me feel better. I felt most like myself with a stake

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[magic_courtney]

I walked into my old work place, making myself stand up to the man that fired me. Lenny. Who was probably in the back room..still crying, and drinking again. Loser. My eyes trailed around the dinner..then I laid my gray orbs on that one blue eyed boy..the one that stood up to me.

Butterflies rosed in my stomache, as my eyes fall on him.

Pretty blue eyed boy..and me..ugly..but with new clothes, and stuff.

My hair was down, and curled. I wore a pink tank top, with jagged black letters that said: DADDY'S GIRL, something dad picked out. Blue jean skirt on, sandals, and light make up.

Turning my head away from him..I scream for my old boss, who did not come.

"LENNY!"

[prophecy_boy]

Even though I'd already decided what I wanted, I was still reading through the menu, trying to make the time go by faster until the waitress came back to take my order. I almost knocked over my glass of water when I heard a girl's voice scream for someone named Lenny. What kind of a name was Lenny, anyway? Craning my neck, I looked over my shoulder to see who had shouted. It was the girl from before, the waitress who'd been getting trouble from some fat drunk the last time I'd come in. I didn't remember too much about her, but really, I hadn't learned that much about her in the first place. I'd been too busy taking care of the jerk that had been bothering her. He was rude.

"Hey," I said, managing to smile some.

[magic_courtney]

I turn my head, back to the blue eyed boy. A normal person, not a socially retarded person as myself, would of gone up to him and said 'hi!' or, at least thanked him for the last time. Which I doubted I did.

'Stead I was some what shocked, a rather attractive boy of slight eighteen years would want to say hi to me. I was not pretty, I was UGLY.

Dad seems to think since I'm his daughter, I'm attractive.

"Hi.." I manage weekly, nervously situating my hands to where they were on my hips.

[prophecy_boy]

I blanked for a minute. I wasn't great at making small talk. I wasn't even good at it. I noticed that she looked nervous, even a little surprised that I'd even said anything to her. "... that guy hasn't come back, has he?" I asked, figuring it was a safe topic. "Hasn't been giving you any trouble?"

[magic_courtney]

I walk over to him, though the close I got was about a good foot away from his booth. Nervous I was..and shy.

"No..I don't work here anymore.." I manage a sentance! Good Courtney! You deserve a nook and cranny, you do. "Came for my pay check.." I say. Though, God knows I was too young to be working yet. Fourteen year old girl like myself..young.

I opened my mouth to say something..anything, but nothing came out. Why was a nervous? He was just a BOY.

[prophecy_boy]

"Oh," I said, dumbly. "Did you quit?" I knew I would have if I were here. Denny's was okay to eat at, but I wouldn't want to work there. Not ever.

[magic_courtney]

I blushes, my eyes downcast to the blue tiled floor, redness developed in my cheeks as the burned badly. I was so stupid.

"I was fired..." I trail off. Embarsed at myself. Couldn't keep a job, let a lone a life. Normal one at that.

[prophecy_boy]

"Oh..." I said again, feeling more than a little stupid. "I'm sorry. ... you shouldn't have been. You didn't do anything wrong," I told her. She hadn't done anything at all. "Is it because of what I did?" I was the one to be blamed, not her.

[magic_courtney]

"No...not entirely.."

I was blushing so bad..but I did it so much. I smile slightly, finally looking up at him. "Its not your fault.." I look around, mainly for my father. Reliefe overcame me when he was not there, and turned back to the blue eyed boy.

"What is your name..so I can thank you..?"

[prophecy_boy]

She was blushing. Why was she blushing? Maybe she was just embarrassed about being fired. I didn't think it was all that embarrassing. Really, she was probably better off.

"Oh, uh... it's Connor," I said, shifting in my seat and turning so that I was almost facing her, offering my hand. "I never got your name, either. And you don't have to thank me. I was just helping. It's not a big deal."

[magic_courtney]

I grin at him, softly, kindly. I offered my hand as well, though I was fourteen, I did not look lie it. 'Specially not with the make up Buffy put on me. Dad said I looked like a little lady now, I think he still imagines me as a five year old. Which is..nice. Knowing he loves me. Nice.

"I'm Courtney.." I offer him, shyly. "Nice to meet you, Connor.."

Connor.

[prophecy_boy]

I shook her hand. That was polite, right? "Yeah, nice to meet you, too," I said, managing another smile. "I'm not holding you up, am I?"

[magic_courtney]

"No.." I mannage, my hand blushing as he shook our hands together. I was such a loser. SPAZ. "You're not.."

I look around, releasing my hand from his, then back at Connor. "My old boss is probably drinking..so no worries, then?"

[prophecy_boy]

"Drinking?" I frowned, propping my elbow up against the back of the booth and leaning on it. "... maybe you shouldn't try to talk to him if he's been drinking." After all, the man who'd bothered her before had been drunk. Besides, I could tell from the tone of her voice that she wasn't really in any hurry to go deal with this Lenny character. "... he's not a nice guy, is he." It wasn't a question.

[magic_courtney]

I shook my head, a little sadly. "Not when he's drunk.." I bite my bottom lip, fidgeting with my hands nervously. My eyes downcasted to the blue tile again. Them becoming friends.

[prophecy_boy]

"I could go with you," I offered. "If you want." It didn't seem right to let her go see him alone, not if he was a real jerk like I thought he was.