My breakfast with a model

I walked towards the kitchen wearing my school uniform which consisted of a blue sweater and purple skirt. I stopped for a second when I first saw my short haired friend Nami because my heart had skipped a beat. I could tell that my new friend was clearly dressed to go to work after she finished dropping me off at school since she was wearing a flashy blue dress that was slit almost to her thigh. She didn't wear a whole lot of makeup, but someone who looks as beautiful as she does just does not need do. As far as I could tell, the only makeup that Nami was wearing was eye shadow. That woman is so much better than all of those painted hussies that look like they use a steam shovel to apply their makeup. I could feel my eyes getting bigger as I looked at her.

"Is there a problem, Suki?" Nami asked me with a wry smile.

"N-no," I stuttered while blushing bright red since I know that the model caught me staring at her.

I sit down at Nami's kitchen table to find that Nami has already made a generous helping of waffles for me. I look at my breakfast in a bit of a daze because I am too busy trying to figure out how to get my former girlfriend Rei out of Yuri's clutches to eat. I do not even notice Nami smile at me as I am pouring syrup on my waffle. My failure to figure a way out of my current dilemma is killing my appetite so I can do nothing but poke holes in my waffle. I would feel bad if I could not get Rei away from that unfeeling robot.

"I guess that your parents never told you not to play with your food," Nami needled me as an attempt to get me out of my dazed behavior. I am guessing that the hot blonde will try to tickle me next if Plan A does not work so I know that I had better start eating.

"They did," I said with a shrug of my shoulders. "I was just thinking."

"Oh?" the hot blonde spoke while nodding her head to get me to continue.

"I was trying to figure out how to get Rei away from Yuri," I explained.

"Any ideas?" Nami helpfully pressed.

"Just one," I pathetically sigh while shrugging my shoulders. "I am thinking about hunting up Yuri and beating her up."

I could instantly tell that Nami did not like my idea because of the way she was frowning at me. It almost looked like she was sucking on a lemon. Then again, I was not too proud of my idea either. The bad idea just revealed to the world just how **** I was to get my friend out of her plight. I sat back and listened to my glamorous friend's objections.

"Look, I can certainly understand why you would feel that way, but I have three reasons why that idea would not work. First, the police take a dim view towards roughing people up in the streets. Besides, it is likely that Yuri would beat you up. You would certainly not be the first angry friend or lover to attack Yuri. She has taken several self defense classes because of all of the attacks. Here is the biggest reason why your plan would not work. If you attacked Yuri while she still had poor Rei under her spell, Rei would never forgive you. She might even fight you to defend Yuri. There are other poor unfortunate girls that Yuri has under her heel that you would need to watch out for as well. I know of at least five."

"Do you know that I have had two dreams where I shot Yuri dead?" I commented with a grim face.

"I wouldn't recommend that at all," Nami responded in shock.

"Well, that is the great thing about dreams," I said with a smile. "You can do a whole lot of stuff that you would not ordinarily do."

"That's true," Nami gave in.

"I never thought that I would say this about another human being, but I hate Yuri," I grumbled. "I hate her because she has control over one of my friends."

"That is understandable," Nami agreed.

"Part of me wants to throw in the towel and give up on Rei," I said while laying my head on the table."

"I don't think that you really want to do that," Nami softly argued. "I think that you still want to be her friend."

"Do you have any advice?" I begged which made my friend think for a few seconds which gave me ample opportunity to dig into my waffles.

"Just be her friend. Talk to her softly and calmly when you get to school. I know that it will be hard, but you can't be too forceful with her. If you use too much ****, it will only strengthen Yuri's hold on her."

"I think that I am one of the last people on Earth that Rei will want to talk to," I said forlornly.

"I don't get it," the model answered while raising her left eyebrow.

"We had a huge fight the last time we saw each other. She said that she was just I was nothing but a plaything to her and I said that I hated her after that. I practically screamed it in her face and ran away. I didn't want to do it but I was so angry that I was shaking and I was so hurt that tears were pouring out of my eyes. I just exploded." I ranted.

Nami folded her arms across her chest and let out a thoughtful breath through her lips. I can tell that my new friend was trying to decide on the best thing to say. I really don't think that anything can fix what I did. Let's face it. I screwed up big time.

"First of all, you shouldn't blame yourself for what happened. I think that anybody would have reacted the way you did. The only person who should blame herself is Yuri. I really don't think that Rei met to hurt you. It was just her sad way of telling you that she did not want to date you anymore."

"Why didn't she just tell me so instead of stabbing a knife in my heart?" I asked with a deep frown on my face.

"What would you have done if she had given you a polite rejection?" Nami countered.

"I would have asked why," I grumbled after thinking about it for a few seconds.

"Exactly, Rei was so embarrassed about her life that she didn't want you to find out what was going on," Nami finished while patting my right hand.

I finished eating my breakfast while stealing a few glances at Nami. I couldn't help myself. Yet, Nami scares me because I find her so attractive and kind. I made a promise to take it slow with Nami because of how Rei broke my heart and I find myself thinking about breaking that promise every time I look at the blonde model. No, I must be strong. I can only hope that Nami understands why I want to take it easy with her. I can tell by the way she is smiling at me that she does.

"I think that you are smart to take things slow with me," Nami said with honest eyes. "I will be sure to get you clearance to watch one of my photo shoots."

I couldn't help but smile because of that.