Amanda

When Amanda walked into the café for the first time, I knew I wanted to be friends with her.  The clothes she wore and how she carried herself was exactly how I wanted to present myself.  I had been coming to the café for years and most of the staff automatically started my order when I came in due to the fact I ordered the same thing every day.  If I ever wanted to eat something different, I had to rush to the counter so I could stop them from making the same salad.  I was almost finished with my lunch that Friday when Amanda came in and ordered the same salad I always ordered.  I stuck around trying to figure out how to introduce myself.  Turns out, I had nothing to worry about as Terrence did it for me.   

“Hey, Andrea!  Amanda here is moving in on your salad!”  Terrence called to me across the café.  Amanda turned and smiled and headed toward me.  We chatted for a few minutes about the food and what she should order in the future.  I found out almost everything I needed in our initial meeting – she was a photographer and yoga instructor and had just moved to town from Boston.  She was starting a new life after a bad breakup and I knew I had the chance to make her my new best friend.  We would be best friends no matter what.  She just doesn’t know how obsessive I can be.