New Life : A Second Chance

Kyle was panicking and all sorts of things were going through his head at the moment, though none of it was displayed on his face. 

What DO people talk about while on a date?!

Wait. 

Maybe it wasn't a date.

He shouldn't have called it a date.

It was just eating.

Just two of them.

A girl and guy.

Who liked each other.

Urgh.

Kyle felt like banging his head on the table. He was not making it easy on himself.

It's not like he hadn't been on dates before in his previous life, but that was only when he had gotten into a relationship already. Prior to it, it was always a group thing.

He thought that it was rather funny.

He had all sorts of training, which incorporated the Seduction Art and the such; but he didn't know what to do in a normal situation. He couldn't be using his seduction skills now, could he?

Whatever he had done then, was over-the-top and not really 'him', in a sense. 

This was the first time that he was actually going on a date with a potential love interest.

Kyle groaned.

Is this what teenage boys go through?

They always seem so 'with it' and so unfazed, unlike girls who seem rather over-emotional at times (the drama that came along with it was also something that Kyle, as a girl, couldn't handle or understand. What more as a guy).

The truth of the matter was, guys have the same sort of nervousness as a girl. It's just that they didn't show it because it was expected of them not to. 

Okay, he could do this.

Just look at it from another perspective.

It's just two people …

Of the opposite gender …

Who do not really know each other at all …

But have crushes on each other …

Having a meal …

Together …

Alone …

Okay, that wasn't working. 

He's just repeating the same thing over and over again in his head, causing him to be more agitated than normal.

Kyle felt very, very stupid right now.

In the meantime, Sari was looking at Rex, who was looking at her, waiting for an answer to his earlier question. Had she ordered?

She was finding it hard to think. 

His eyes were so clear and beautiful.

"Yes," Sari was saying to his earlier question, "Roti canai."

Kyle frowned when he heard what she had ordered. 

"What? Only roti canai? That is not filling enough," Kyle insisted.

He turned to the server and told him to cancel that and ordered rice for the both of them, and added all sorts of dishes.

"No! That's too much! I can't finish all of that!" Sari said in horror as she listened to him listing out the food one by one.

"We are sharing," Kyle said with a smile, thoroughly throwing her for a loop. 

Damn, Sari thought. He kills people with that smile.

First, those mesmerizing eyes.

Then, his breathtaking smile.

The fact that those two things were hidden from people because he normally would be looking at the floor was such a waste.

Then again, perhaps not, because she could pretend that she was the lucky one that could see all of that.

This really was not good for her heart, though.

After ordering, they were silent again. 

What now?

Small talk?

He leaned onto the table, crossing his arms and placing it onto the surface of the table. He was careful not to look too much at Sari, for he didn't want her to get too good a look at his face.

So far, he had been careful to only give brief glances at her, so he was confident that she hadn't seen much of his face. Even though he wanted to look and study her face properly while they talked, he knew he should not.

She might recognised him. 

Even though the chances were slim, he was not going to jeopardize everything just because his heart was doing the disco dancing, head-banging sort of thing.

Just sitting there, he was filled with nervousness. Kyle hit himself mentally.

What the fuck was wrong with him?

He was an old soul so he should be far more mature than this.

So what if this young, virile, horny teenage boy body was acting up in a strange way. His mental strength was far stronger than this. Should be stronger than this.

Once he thought of this, he found that he was getting calmer. 

He had been too flustered by the way he was feeling that he got too caught up in the whole thing.

However, calm as he was …

He still had no idea what to talk to Sari about.

Should he start with personal questions?

No. That was a bit weird.

In the end, both of them were utterly quiet until the food came.

Sari gasped upon seeing the various dishes that were laid on the table. 

It was a typical 'banana leaf' meal, which meant that the plate was actually a banana leaf (cleaned and steamed). The banana leaf was placed horizontally in front of her, and the hot, white rice was placed on the leaf, at the lower middle part. 

The top part was filled with three types of vegetable dishes such as fried bitter gourd, cucumber yogurt, and fried spinach. 

That was the typical 'vegetarian' rice set, and Kyle had also ordered lamb masala, fried chicken, and fried ladies fingers.

All of the other dishes were placed on small plates and the portions were enough for one person. 

"I … I can't eat all of this," Sari said softly, seeing everything on the table, her eyes wide.

"Don't worry about it," Kyle assured her, "I didn't know what you'd like, so I ordered a bit of everything. Just eat what you like and I'll finish the rest."

Surprised, Sari stared at Kyle, who had started eating already, his head bowed down.

She smiled, her heart full at Kyle's thoughtfullness. 

The whole meal was eaten in silence.