Matchmakers

Eight

"Shhhhh.....they're talking." Harper whispers into the ear piece.

Harper took a day off from her work today to join is on our fiftieth couple making.

She's been taking shifts and working late hours to take today off, better make the best of it.

Today, our couple is Sarah and David.

Sarah's a total sweet heart but she's a little shy and quiet.

David's loud and rowdy but he can be romantic at times.

They may not have much in common but hey! Opposites attract!

I know, you feel like we're stalking a nice couple and all, we need to at least monitor them for a while to make sure things go well.

"Sorry!" Megan whisper shouts back.

I roll my eyes at their immaturity, "Focus! Sarah looks like she's bored out of her mind!"

I hear Megan curse under her breath as she continues to walk over to them.

She's disguised as a waitress to serve them.

Somehow, no one seems to realise that she's not working there.

Megan carefully spills some champagne on David 'accidentally'.

"I'm so sorry!" She apologises.

David doesn't seem to recognise her in her heavily caked with make up face.

"Its okay." David nods," I'll just get the bill."

"Luckily, the awkward tension is over now." I sigh.

"Well, that was a failure." Harper laughs awkwardly as she closes the passengers door to our stake out van.

"Indeed," I agree, while Megan jumps into the back seats.

"At least now we know that opposites dont attract?" Megan shrugs.

*

I walk into the school cafeteria when the lunch bell rings being greeted with a bunch of angry faces.

"Speak of the devil! Its the girl who made me go on the worst date ever! You call yourself a matchmaker? Hmm?" David shouts .

All his friends shout in agreement leaving me standing there at the entrance.

"I'm sorry, okay? I roll my eyes.

David looks at me angrily and furrow his eyebrows. He slowly steps closer to me and raises his fist.

He throws at punch at me and all I could do was flinch. I close my eyes waiting for the pain and the bruise that will last a few weeks.

It never came.

Slowly peeling my eyes open I see Amor blocking the punch for me. He grips Davids fist and twists it.

He yelps in pain and mumble some words while stomping away.

" Didnt your mother teach you not to hit girls?" Amor scoffs sarcastically.

Turning back, I see Amor staring at David with a blank expression.

" Thank you."

He nods at me and walks off.

"Rude much?" I yell at his back.

He turns back around and raises an eyebrow at me," I just saved you princess."

Thank you very much my ass.

"I heard that."

"Oh right." I look down embarrassedly .

"Its okay. I'll put them together for you. How's that?" He whispers softly into my ear to reassure me.

"You?' I huff," What can you do?"

He smirks and winks," More than you can."

"Fine. Then we'll see who makes the most matches in the next 3 months."

"Deal."