CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Not Yet

“Where’s Amanda?” Amara asked as soon as I reached the table.

“Her dad called her over. She was fetched by Mr. Garzon.” I sat on one of the available chairs.

Six chairs were surrounding the round table. Beside me was a vacant chair and the other was occupied by Gugu. Next to Gugu was Amara then Grip and Victoria. Amara kept on glancing in Gugu’s direction. Victoria was all smiley while still holding on Grip’s arm and leaning, squeezing, herself to him. The latter remained expressionless.

“Thank goodness! I really don’t like her.” Victoria’s nose bridge wrinkled.

I could hear Amanda responding ‘Feelings mutual, Victoria.’ she would probably say that if she heard her.

“Table thirteen,” the computer’s voice called.

I looked at our table number and it was thirteen.

“I’ll go get our orders.” Grip stood up but Victoria didn’t let him go.

“Why don’t you get it, Serra? We ordered you get it. You know give and take.” She shrugged and sweetly smiled at me.

“We ordered? I ordered,” Amara