"Hi, welcome to Clean Cut Shaved Ice," he said. He had on a blue T-shirt with the shack name in bright yellow letters. "What kind of ice would you like?"
"Cherry," replied Lizzie, "because it's red and red's my favorite color."
"Strawberry," said Madeline, "because it's pink and pink is my favorite color."
"Why is the flavor for strawberries pink when they're red?"
"Because the inside is pink."
"Oh!"
"Okay," said the server. He went to the back to prepare the requested shaved ice.
As the girls watched him, one of the guys on the stools caught their attention.
"Hey. How's it going?"
"We're good," replied Madeline.
"We're about to have shaved ice so it's going to be even better," said Lizzie.
The boys laughed.
"Let us introduce ourselves," one of them said. "I'm Mat. This is my friend, Stefan. He's a bit shy."
"No, I'm not, dude," Stefan said. He had a blond mohawk and black studs in his ears. He also had nice green eyes and smooth peachy skin. Stefan was wearing an Iron Maiden T-shirt as well. "If anyone is shy out of the two of us, it is Mat, alright?"
Mat had a brunet mop for hair and blue eyes piercing right under it. He wasn't wearing a shirt, exposing his flawless white skin. He also had one of the cutest smiles that people had ever seen.
"Hey, guilty as charged," Mat said, shrugging. "I only get shy when I meet beautiful girls."
Madeline and Lizzie giggled.
"I'm Madeline and this is my best friend, Lizzie."
"Hi!" Lizzie said, grinning.
"Nice to meet you," said Mat.
The server placed two Styrofoam cups of shaved ice, one red and one pink, on the counter. "That will be a dollar and fifty cents," he said.
While Madeline reached in her purse, the boys handed the server some money.
"Oh, we'll pay for it," said Stefan.
"Yeah, and keep the change," added Mat.
Madeline smiled at the boys.
"Oh, that's nice of you," said Lizzie. "But you should've let Madeline pay for it. She is mad rich!"
Madeline nudged Lizzie in the arm hard.
"Ow," Lizzie mouthed, holding her arm.
"Rich?" asked Stefan. "What do you mean by that?"
"Listen," started Madeline, "it was nice meeting you but I think it's time for me and Lizzie to go." She grabbed her cup of shaved ice.
"Now, wait, wait a minute," Mat demanded. "It doesn't matter if you're rich or not. We're not after your money. We just want to talk to you, get to know you. Is that too much to ask?"
Madeline glanced down. "No, I guess not."
"So Madeline, Lizzie. Those are some pretty names."
"Thank you," Madeline said, smiling. "My friends call me Maddie for short."
"And my parents call me Elizabeth for long," added Lizzie.
"Interesting," commented Stefan. "So since we know your names and favorite colors, would you like to hang out with us for the rest of the day?"
"Gee, I don't know," said Lizzie, shaking her head.
"Come on," said Mat. "We're cute."
"That is true," said Madeline. "But we came here with friends."
"Do you think they'll mind?"
"Well, one friend is getting a tan. Another friend is somewhere taking pictures of a jellyfish. And the other friend... wants to collect seashells. I don't think they'll mind if we hang out with you for a bit."
"Alright!" Stefan cheered.
Mat grinned at Madeline who grinned back. She took her spoon from her cup of ice and used it scoop some of Mat's shaved ice. She stuck the spoon in her mouth and consumed the grape-flavored treat.
"Mm, yummy," she said.
"Yes, it is," said Mat.
"We forgot to get Debra something," Lizzie whispered to Madeline.
"Shh!" Madeline shushed her.
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