Being a dork is a full occupation.

This will probably be the only update of the week. But who knows, I might just want to write randomly this week. I'm swamped with homework, I have a tutor trying to help me out, and I have this hug b-day bash this saturday. Can you believe 22 people RSVP'd? anyways, enough with my life, here is the update.

Spending Christmas with the Farro's was definitely an experience I would never forget. I knew now what it's like to spend a christmas with a family that is there for each other no matter what. You know, the kind of things that you would only think to be on television. I was still full from Christmas dinner the night before. Waking up to 6 surprised faces and Josh's arm around me didn't really help me in the 'not being Josh's secret girlfriend' situation.

Today, is my first day on the job, being a waitress/hostess at the Farro's restaurant. I just hoped to god I wouldn't make a fool of myself and wreck everything Josh has done for me. I put on my white blouse, black skirt, black tights and flats and pulled my hair up into a ponytail, figuring it would be the best decision to keep it out of the way.

"Ready to go?" I heard Josh ask from his living room.

"Yeah." I said, letting out a breath as I pulled my arms through the sleeves of my thick winter coat.

He smiled lightly and opened the door for me, bowing dramatically. "After you Madam"

"Why thank you sir." I teased with a small curtsy.

He laughed as we walked down the stairs and into his car. "What's your favorite color?" He asked randomly when I buckled myself in.

"Uh, red."

"Figures." He muttered as we pulled out of the apartment complex. When I gave him a look he pointed to my hair. I laughed, slightly embarrassed. "Favorite food?" He asked, starting the roll of questions again.

"Sushi...or Cheeseburgers."

"Celebrity crush?"

"hmm...Conan O'Brien"

Josh looked away from the road to give me a surprised look. "Really? I would've thought you would like some dude that was actually good-looking." He commented with a sly grin.

"Hey, you asked." I defended myself. "Are you playing 20 questions or something?"

"I just want to get to know you...better. You've seen and heard all of my secrets thanks to my family, I want to know yours. It's only fair." He said with a pouty look in his eyes.

For some reason, I couldn't resist it. "fiiinnnneee" I sighed, giving in.

"So, when was the first time you....dyed your hair?"

I laughed at that question. "Um, 13 maybe? I dyed it a dark brown and I started to go a little crazy after that."

He chuckled. "I can see that, Red." The nickname was too familiar. I felt my stomach twist in a knot. I brushed it off quickly. Any reminder of him I needed to forget. We pulled into the back parking lot and he turned his keys out of the ignition. "When is your birthday?" He asked as we walked up to the door and unlocked it.

"Um, well...tomorrow." I admitted sheepishly.

He stopped and turned his body around to face mine, his eyebrows were raised in surprise. "Your birthday is tomorrow?!"

I squeezed past him to hang up my coat. "Yeah. But its not a big deal. i'm just another year older." I muttered. I looked at his face, he was smug. "I don't want to celebrate it." I told him sternly.

"Whatever you say." He said in a sing song voice. He held my face with his hands and kissed my forehead gently. "Let's get this place up and ready for customers. My dad and Nate will be here in a half an hour." he told me, handing me my apron and nametag.

I let out a breath. I better not mess this up.