Now let’s go back to the time I entered the restaurant

  The place was of course Italian, we loved our spaghetti.

  Angel's mom made a reservation for us.

  I was the first to arrive so I was nervous. Not sure exactly why in general.

  Kyran arrives in second behind me she always is being one step behind me most likely rushing out after a late afternoon nap.

  Her brunette hair is frazzled and messy.

  Her blue eyes pierce at me in panic

  Her clothes baggy and unkept, the definition of comfort.

  Most likely she’s thinking she missed the whole thing

  “DID I MISS IT?!!” she practically yelled

  The customers around her looked and stared at her

  I snicker

  of course classic Kyran

  She covers her face with her messy long in embarrassment

  She Quietly says “sorry”

  Although she got some glares, most people went back to eating or talking.

  She takes steps towards the corner of space I made for us.

  I hurriedly call her over

  Laughing while I do so

  “Oh shush like you wouldn’t do the same” she says

  “No no I wouldn’t I’d not yell for that matter” I say

  Just thinking about that situation gives me shivers

  My anxiety would never allow that to happen thankfully in some ways.

  The second to last person to arrive from my friend group

  Was Sam

  She on the other hand had her black hair neat in a ponytail. Her beige jumpsuit lay oversized on her.

  She smiles at kyran and I.

  Most likely excited as I am to use this chance to bring our group back together

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  She struts towards us huddling in the space we made away from human traffic.

  She breaks the silence

  Even as she sees Kyran desperately combing her hair with her hands to get the strands straight.

  “So do we think the boys going to be as angel said “the most perfect boyfriend in the world” sam says

  I cringe

  God I hope not I think

  If the persons too perfect their hiding something..

  And the boy better not be

  More people enter through the people traffic

  Luckily we stand at the side It’s a few more minutes before.

  The “power couple” has arrived

  Angel with her dyed silver hair

  Her brown eyes piercing into mine

  With a smile on her face

  It’s like she only sees me

  Then I see the boyfriend

  His hand clinging onto her like a koala

  Back to the present I notice

  His dark blond hair

  And brown eyes?

  I don’t pay enough attention to notice

  My eyes are on the hands

  I breath in out

  “What are you getting so worked up for?” I yell at myself

  I plaster a smile on my face even when I don’t feel that way towards the guy.

  I focus on angels smile and the dimples that show

  The way it’s brightening at me

  Then my smile becomes genuine with ease.

  We finally make our way to reservation

  With angel does with such ease

  But I know she struggled with it I’ve been there for her in the past

  But now she’s holding his hand

  I breath a nervous sigh

  Ok this is just a dinner just with friends no worries

  He’ll have to like us right?

  Were his girlfriends freinds

  Oh how wrong I was

  We got situated in the booth

  I with the “two love birds”

  Ugh

  Sam and Kryan went on the other side

  I don’t know why but I couldn’t stand the thought of angel being alone with him completely

  He still clings to her even as we sit

  He doesn’t speak to us or even try when we try to engage

  To say the dinner was dull was putting it lightly

  It wasn’t it was awkward as heck

  Since he kept on cuddling her like a panda

  And although I was jealous

  I knew angel didn’t like it such as well

  She kept on pulling off his arm

  We sang happy birthday soon later

  Time to say goodbyes

  It’s sad that I barely said a word to angel

  But I think she understands the boyfriend Which I now know is named

  Jack didn’t let her say or do anything

  So we all said goodbye I hugged her tightly

  Not knowing when I’ll see her again

  Even when knowing her boyfriend was there

  I took a chance and kissed her cheek not even comprehending why I did that

  But I felt a rush of blush on my cheeks after And I didn’t dare see the angel's face.

  Later I came to the conclusion that because I knew it’d be a while until we see each other

  Again I wanted her to remember me by something?

  Other than the image of her blond haired hazel eyed best friend.

  I want to be something more.