Different

Chapter 18

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"So..where are we going?" I ask Dean after a quiet 10 minute drive through New York city.

"I know a place with awesome food," he chirps and I nod. He looks so carefree, smiling every time I look at him, especially today. I wonder what's gotten into him.

"So what did you do, during Christmas break?" He asks me and I tense up. Should I tell him I was with Luke? I don't want any problems, so I'm not telling him.

"Well I was with my family and a couple of old friends, I went ice skating and I got really drunk. But I was mostly with my family," I smile, skipping all the parts involving me and Luke kissing.. Or all the parts involving Luke, in general.

"That's nice," he smiles.

"What did you do?"

"I was with my family, mostly. When I wasn't, I was with my friends or thinking about you," he winks at the last part and I blush. I feel like I'm cheating on Luke. I shouldn't have blushed.

"We're here!" He exclaims and I look in front of me, through the windshield and see an old fashioned diner.

He opens the door for me and I walk in.

It's beautiful. It's aesthetics are black, white and red. The floor is covered in black and white squares, painted on the tiles. Booths and tables are painted red and so is the counter. I look at the white walls and squeal, "I feel like I'm in the 50s! I love it!" he chuckles at me.

"Booth?" Dean looks at me, grinning from ear to ear.

"Booth," I sit down.

"So what was with you, beating up Nicki?" He leans over the table, looking at me with his green eyes, making me lean back on the seat.

Ahh great. I knew it was going to come up.

"She just pissed me off and I've had enough of her," I shrug and thankfully the waiter comes to our table, before Dean could say anything about that matter.

"Hello, can I take your order?" He asks me, making Dean and I look at eachother at the same time, signalling to say what the other one wants.

I laugh, "I'd like a burger and some fries with a bottle of Coca-Cola," I look at Dean, waiting for him to take his order.

"Same as her but instead of Coca-Cola, I'd like Pepsi," the waiter nods and smirks at me, before leaving.

"I can't believe he just smirked at you," Dean snorts and I laugh.

"Emmy!" I hear someone behind me, making me turn around, seeing Jack.

"Jackie! What are you doing here?" I ask him as he sits down next to me, hugging me.

"Well this is my all-time favourite diner," he smirks, "and it just got better," I roll my eyes.

Dean clears his throat, making us both turn our heads towards him. He doesn't say anything, so of course Jack needs to say something, "So what are we eating?" He taps his fingers on the table.

"We just ordered, sorry," Dean answers him, coldly. His smile he wore before is completely gone.

"Don't worry, I'll just go to the counter and order it," he stands up, "oh and it's on you right?" He looks at Dean and smirks, before going to the waiter, telling him what he wants to eat.