☕️Chapter 1☕️

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Sara pov:
First day of work the most exciting knowing that you will get paid but the most dreadest knowing you have to do work. I walk in the cafe shop. My new job as the cashier/waitress.

I walk to the back of the shop and sign in my name the time and date. I grab the dark blue apron and tided it around my waist and neck. I put a few straws in one pocket and the pen and notepad in the other.

My first customer a sweet old lady with a marshmallow fro how cute. I walked to the table were she sat at and out a smile on my face.
"Hello ma'am how my I help you"
"Hello could I get the Coffee with a blueberry muffin" she asked in such a sweet elderly voice.
"Of course would that be it" I asked.
"Yes ma'am" she replied with a sweet smile in which I returned.

I walked and put the paper on the spinning wheel and the cookers cooked away as more people came in and I waited on them.

Its around 7 and my shift is almost over I walk to the cashier and put in the money from the previous person I heard the bell sound mentioning there's a new customer. I walked towards the table I looked up from my note pad and saw a boy around my age brown hair with a slightly blonde part right front and center broad shoulders quite cute if I say so my self.

"Hello" I said putting on my smile.he looked up from his phone. I saw the face once it reached mine he looked quite familiar but I can't quite put my finger on it but by his expression when he saw me made me self-conscious.
"U-um hi could I have the mocha frap with extra whip cream" he said
"Of course will that be it" I said looking up from my note pad with his now written order.
"That'll be it"
"Alright I'll be back with you order" I walked away and i could feel him staring at me as I walked away.

"Here you go mocha frap with extra whip cream"
"Thanks"
"Alright I'll be back with your bill"

I walked back and gave him his bill total on 3.87.
I walked back to the register as because he had to retire the receipt and money.

He came up to the register around two minutes later he came back with the things needed.
He handed me the board that golfed the money and or fingers touched I looked up at him and smiled with my rosy red cheeks.

"Thank you for coming have a goodnight" I say as he walks out but it as the same I did with every customer it's my duty"
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Another dreaded day at work great. Just what i need to hear. But I need to make this money living in la trying to make it big in photography isn't easy.
I get inside my white jeep and drove off to the cafe shop.

I walk in and do the same old routine. I walk to the cash register and await for the people to be coming and getting there food.

And that guy still hasn't left my mind I can still picture his figure in my mind and it doesn't seem to leave my head.
"Sara ,Sara,Sara" I look at who was calling my name and it was max the cooker of all the good.
"Sorry" I said as I walked to the family of 3 to take there order.

It's around 7 and my shift is almost over thank god I don't want to be here any more my feet are killing me I can't stand it no more I think I need to sit for a bit.

I was on my phone as I heard the bell go of signifying there's a customer I look up to see its him again. I smile and walk to his table.
"Hello what would you like"
"Hi I would like a mocha frap with extra whip cream" I nod and walk away.
I put the order on the order spinner thing and wait patiently as his frap is being made. I feel a presence near me I look up to see him there stirring in the bar stool area right across from me. I look up and give him a confused face. He smiles at me and puts his hand out.

"Hi I'm Dolan, Grayson Dolan and let me guess your name um Sara"he says shaking my hand after I put it in his giving him a confused surprised face. He chuckles
"It's on your name tag" he says pointing in the direction of it. Oh right I laugh to my self I look back at him and smile.

Okay so this is a fanfic book for the winner
@saradolanaf
I hope you enjoy this chapter

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