The next day, Toma, our colleagues and I are sitting in a circle booth table waiting for our dates to arrive. Our two friends were staring straight ahead and one is wiping his sweat with his napkin. Toma is on his phone texting while looking up to focus on the front door and I had my head down looking at the table readying myself for disappointed. The bell for the front door rings and three women walked in, and our friends got up quickly to greet them. Toma pouts and looks down at his phone and I slam my forehead on the table grunting.

"Wow, you guys got us a big table," said the black-haired woman.

"We're going to have some fun tonight, right my sugar-bunny?" said the woman with the blond wig on.

My friend with the glasses grinned at his date, "Ha ha, yes we will my little cupcake."

I let out a groan and Toma tries to keep a straight face before burying his head behind my back to let out a small laugh. The big woman with brown hair looks around and sighs while looking at Toma and me.

"Are you two together?," asked the brown haired woman and her date spits out his drink.

"Well no, I'm waiting..." Toma began before hearing the bell of the front door, gets up, and jumps over me towards the door. I turned to see his  date, she had jet black hair up in a long ponytail, dark brown eyes with pale pink lips, pale white skin, a white little dress that flows on the bottom with a brown belt around her waist, with long brown boots. She then looks out from the right side of Toma with a frown.

"Hope I'm not late," said Allyson who looked concerned looking over to the table.

"Not at all, you still had 10 minutes," Toma examining the clock.

"Oh that's good!" Allyson smiled and Toma takes a step back.

"So..So cute!!" thought Toma as he lead her to the table.

I got up to let them past and think to myself, "He seems head over heels for her which is different for him. Well I'm not going to say it out loud but I'm happy you have find someone who seems to understand you at least. 

Wait a moment...where's her friend?" I looked back at the door and look back at Allyson.

"White dresses compliments you so well." said Toma

"Thank you, Tamara told me to wear it...Oh no!" gasped Allyson.

"What's wrong?" Toma sound alarmed.

"Maybe that little guy's date told her that she is not coming," said the black hair woman.

"Well that was a first, the other girls at least came though the door." said the big woman.

"Oh you poor thing, she must have seen you at the window and was like deuces, ha ha," laughed the woman with the wig.

Now I understand why I hated these bitches and why in the hell did they bring my size into this!? The thing is, I was preparing myself for this and her not showing up might be a good thing. A slam on the table made me jump from my train-of-thought and looked at the person who did it.

"Tammy is not like that at all, she is nothing like those girls!!" yelled Allyson, "I just forgot to put on my gps on my phone so she can find me and as we wait for her, I'll not let you talk to her date in that manner!"

"In what manner, sweetie?" asked the woman in the wig

"Yeah we didn't..." started the big woman before getting cut off

"Oh please, I know all too well about attacks on personal appearances mostly the ones people have no control over!" Allyson snapped back and Toma smirked.

The big woman gets up and looks at Allyson eye to eye, "You better sit down, little girl," she said.

"Don't worry, if you throw your drink at me, I'll slap you back down on your seat," Allyson called back. Toma and Glasses both got up and started to calm both down and slowing siting them down. I was so shocked that he didn't hear the bell for the door and Allyson jumped up and smiled, "Tamara!"

"Geez, you were lucky I was walking near here," said Tamara walking over to the table. I got up looking at her, Tamara's hair was in a curly afro, clear brown skin, has on black square eyeglasses, a black over-sized biker jacket with a light blue dress underneath which the bottom opened showing her black jeans, and long black dress boots.

Tamara stops near the table looking at the women stress faces, "Was there something I missed?" She then looks at Allyson, "Come on Ally, spill the tea."

"Ha ha Tamara this is Itsuki and Itsuki this is Tamara, my best friend from middle school," said Allyson.

I held out my hand, "It's nice to meet you, Tamara."

Tamara took my hand, "It's nice to meet you too and sorry for my tardiness."

"No problem, your friend already told us what happened," I answered.

"But still I apologize, you were forced to come out today because of me," said Tamara smiled sadly.

"I think we both know why both of us are here," I said as we both looked at Toma and Allyson.