My Mistake

“How can I help you?” The woman at the counter asks.

“I’ll take a grilled cheese sandwich and a grande caramel frappe,” I say.

“And I’ll have the Seasoned Turkey and Green Peppered Pico salad with a grande Dragon Drink,” Casey says.

We grab our orders and sit at a table outside.

“So,” Casey says. “Whatcha wanna do tomorrow?”

“Well, I need to post a new photo on Instagram this week,” I say, taking a photo of my food. “I was thinking the beach? Landon and Preston will be here tomorrow to, so they could join us.”

Casey nods her head. “How about we sleep before we do any of that though?” She says.

“Umm, no dur Sherlock. I need sleep!” I say with a smile.

“Umm, excuse me?” I hear from behind me. I turn around and see a teenage girl.

“Hi!” I say.

“Are you Candy Foster?” She asks.

I smile. Yayyyyy! A FAN!

“Yes!” I answer her, smiling and standing up. “What’s your name?”

“Oh my God, I’m Lacy Simpson! Can I get a picture?” She asks, suddenly going from shy to excited.

I laugh. “Of course you can!”

She takes out her phone and we pose a few times.

“Thankyou so much!” She says. “Have a great day!”

“Same to you,” I say back.

I sit back down and finish eating my food.

Once Casey and I are done eating, we start walking around. I keep note of where the car is so we can find it later.

We’re currently about a mile from the cafe when I hear someone near us say, “Oh my God! That’s Candy!”

I smile, amused. It’s always funny, when people recognize you and don’t know what to do.

I turn around and see the person that said that pointing at me while talking to his friend. I remind myself not to feel offended, because pointing at people is normal in America.
(Edit: normally in other parts of the world, you point with two fingers, which can indicate the person next to a person as well, so there’s no singling a person out. Small hand gestures are also used.)

The guy that’s pointing at me looks at me and I wave at him, trying to make him feel comfortable.

This goes on all day, with people asking me why I’m here in Florida. I simply answer them by saying that they’ll have to watch my upcoming YouTube video.

Once we get back to the house, I walk into my room and change into a pair of black shorts and an old grey T-shirt. I flop down onto my recently made bed and connect my AirPods to my phone.

Right now I’m in one of those moods to listen to a song on repeat.

I go to Spotify and play ‘Woke Up Late’ by Dax Project on repeat, laying my head into my pillows and letting my body relax.

I let my constant tiredness wash over me and I fall asleep.