Chapter 3 - Getting info

I came into class looking forward to see Amber again and I left class looking forward to introducing Mr. Kuipers head to a nearby toilet. This time he chewed me out for preparing a Watercrest Salad too slow.

Anyway, I sat in the cafeteria again after class and thankfully Amber sat next to me. She was wearing a blue tanktop and jean shorts that were strained against her chubby body. She looked to be about 220 pounds and lord knows I wish I could weigh her myself.

We started talking and got to talking about our pasts. She was a straight A student at her high school and wanted to be a chef because her mother was a good one. I figured to not tell her I liked big girls for now and focused on my boring past. Lucky for me she found what I was saying interesting. Then I turned the charm on, hoping for a miracle.

"So what does your boyfriend think of you being a cook?"

Amber looked puzzled "I don't have a boyfriend."

"Are you serious?"

She said "Yes, not too much experience in that department."

(Good news so far)

"I don't believe that. You're very lovely." (He shoots)

Amber chuckled "You're just being nice" (...shot saved)

"No, I mean it. You're quite pretty." (Shoots again)

She blushed "Awww thank you. That's sweet." (He scores!)

"I'm just telling the truth, Amber."

"My mother always said, never trust a skinny chef or a fat doctor."

That line caught me off guard. I had to be careful with this. "Are you saying I can trust you?

She sighed "Yes, I set myself up for that one. Sorry."

I decided to take an even bigger shot, a slapshot from the blue line.

"I'm glad I can trust you. You're beautiful and you know what you're doing."

Her face turned from a half-frown into a smile. "You really mean that?"

(Time for the powerplay) "Yes of course I mean that. Your smile is amazing and the girls in my high school couldn't cook for shit. I'm honestly glad you're good at it."

She stammered "I...uh...Its been a while since I've been complimented. Thank you so much."

"No, thank YOU. Been hoping I'd meet someone as cool as you."

She was beaming at this point, too shy to talk. I was just about to ask her if she wanted to hang out when she looked at her watch.

"Ah damn, I'm late. I have to go."

I put my head on the table.

"Oh don't be a sourpuss, I'll meet you here tomorrow silly."

I flashed a mock thumbs up as she giggled her cute laugh and walked away. I'd have to wait 24 hours but I can see things were working out. I was still wondering if I should fully come out with liking her fat, but at least I had a foundation to build on.