Lonely Laylee

[silly]

Laylee wandered in and sat down at a table, alone. Alone. That was Laylee's most hated word. She had been alone since she was five and her parents died. But she was alone, now too. Laylee had put on a low-necked black tee-shirt and black jeans. She had left her hair in dark waves around her shoulders, and she was wearing a bit of silver eye shadow and some light-colored lipstick. She looked gorgeous. Laylee bit her lip as couple after couple came in and sat down, while she was alone. The waitress came (for the fifth time) and said, Can I get you something to eat? But Laylee shook her head again. The waitress sighed. Suit yourself, she said. Good luck. the woman said scornfully. Laylee turned away, her eyes filled with tears. She sat there quietly crying, leaving her drink untouched.

[pepper]

As Brandon walked into the place, he saw a waitress coming form a table with a sneer on her face.He looked farther and saw a girl with a hurt look on her face and a few tears coming from her eyes.He went to the counter and got a few napkins.With that he walked over to her and said,"Well im not like most boys so im not going to say I thought you were a angel or something so I`ll just say why I came and sat down here.I saw you were crying and I thought you could use a napkin.Besides that my name is Brandon and may I no yours?"