Waitress On Fleek

Chapter 4

"Lance, I understand your reason for being late. But next time please listen to what Kacey has to say to you because then you wouldn't have been so late," she says. The way the woman spoke to me and the way she spoke to Kacey and Lance is so different. She was yelling her head off at me but now she is all calm talking to them.

Do you hate me or something!

"You two should be going back to class. You teachers might be wondering where you guys are. Go on," the woman says smiling. A gentle smile? No, more like a creepy smile. Suddenly she grabs my arm and whispers in my ear.

"Don't you think they are just the cutest couple in the whole school..." I don't pay attention to the rest of the words she says. When she said that they look good together I feel a little pain set off in my heart, but it's probably my imagination. It seems as if she ships both of them together. It's a good thing because she totally forgets about the anger she has towards me.

"Yes...they look like a very cute couple when they are standing together..." I agree with her to get her good side. I try my best to get out of my two week detention but it doesn't go so well. I still have two days of detention, though. Better than two weeks, at least.

I go back to class and the rest of my day goes normal. But after school was detention for two hours, of course.

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    "Good afternoon Megan!" I shout as I walk into the kitchen and quickly change my clothes into the waitress dress in the private bathroom.

    "Hola, Crystal!" she shouts back. I've been learning lots and lots of Spanish these days.

    I walk out of the bathroom and hop out of the kitchen to find Kacey sitting in one of the near tables.

"Why are you here again?" I ask with a roll of my eyes.

"I'm here to eat. Are you dumb or something?" Kacey says like it's the most obvious answer.

"What do you want?" I ask her. She orders for some of sopel, soda and some of the meats she ordered before.

I walk back inside the kitchen, scribble the order down on a paper and send it to one of the chefs. "Incoming!" I shout to them. After a while, they holler me back and I grab the plates.

My brown eyes enlighten with evilness that travels down to my grin. I take the pepper from the counter and walk to the corner of the kitchen where no one is watching me. I sprinkle tons of the pepper onto her meal. When I say a lot, I mean a lot. I spill it until half of the bottle is finished. But I'm not done yet. I take her soda she ordered and pour the entire container of salt. Oh, I am pretty sure she would love to have a taste of this.

Just when I'm happy with my masterpiece, I hear someone's voice.

"What are you doing?" Lance comes up behind me.

"Nothing, I'm getting the plates," I tell him. I'm about to walk out of the kitchen with the plates when I think of a better idea. I turn back to Lance and smile at him.

"I'll do whatever you want if you'll give these to Kacey." I smile as brightly as I could. The only reason I would want to be his slave is because I don't want to be caught with Kacey for doing this deed and getting fired. I really do love this place.

He looks at me oddly, as if I'm all different angles but he takes the plates anyway and smirks a little as he walks out of the kitchen.

Phew.

I tug the curtain out of my way a little so I could see what's going on. Lance places the plates on the table as Kacey smiles lovingly at him. She barely looks at her food and takes a huge bite of the meal.