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Haha it has been a long time since I have added to this story. Sorry about that. My reason is netflix. Also, my school starts tommorow ew. I don't have a playlist for this chapter because I just listen to song by Panic! at the Disco on repeat hahah. I went to a panic at the disco concert last week an it was awesome btw. OKay, so anyways, I am going to write now. *THIS IS NOT EDITED OR ANYTHING SO*
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I walked towards table 8, anxiety running through my veins.
I stopped in front of their table, and slowly and dreadfully turned my head in their direction.
Sierras death glare made me wish I had an invisibity cloak.
"W-would you like some drinks? Or do you want to order?"
Sierra, as expected, said the first thing.
"I'd like to order something. A new waitress."
I looked over to Kenzie, but she didn't notice me.
"Sierra, that's not on the menu," Colin said coldly.
What? Did he just stick up for me?
I looked away awkardly.
Cole said, without looking at me, "I'll take a number 5."
I wrote it down, and looked over to the Sierra minions, waiting for their order. They both said a plain salad with no dressing, not suprising in the slightest.
Sierra ordered a strawberry and pineapple smoothie.
I looked over to Kaden, but he was staring down at the table intensely. Colin noticed, so he poked Kadens shoulder and then pointed up at me.
"I don't want anything."
Well, that confirms he hated me. But I don't hate him. Wait yes I do.
Okay, maybe I don't but it doesn't matter.
I gave the order to the chef, and awkwardly waited for it, not wanting to be near that table.
When the order was ready, I put it on a cart and wheeled it over to table 8.
I placed all their meals in front of them, and as I started to walk away, Sierra let out a high-pitched squeal.
I turned towards her, just to get her smoothie poured on my apron.
Pouring two drinks on one person in one day. That must be her record.
"What is the problem?"
"Pineapple! There is pineapple in my drink!"
"Sierra, you ordered pineapple," I replied with a confused look.
"Why would I order something I am allergic to?"
"Sierra, you ordered pineapple," Kaden said.
Everyone turned to look at him, and the table became silent.
Sierra let out a grunt, and stormed out of the cafe. The minions followed after her.
"Do you need help cleaning up?" Colin asked me, being strangely compassionate.
I just glared at him, and took off toward the back room to change.
Maybe it was a little harsh, but now I have to pay for a new uniform, and I just really can't afford that right now.
I changed into my regular clothes, grabbed one of the aprons for new employes, and went back out. Kaden and Colin still sat at table 8, which I had to clean right now.
I got the cleaning supplies from the cabinet anyways, and went to the table and cleaned, no eye contact made.
Suddenly I felt a firm grip on my wrist, and looked into Kadens eyes.
"Let me help."
Mesmorized, I slightly nodded.
He got up and grabbed the mop, cleaning what was on the floor. Colin just sat there looking... mad?
I just didn't pay attention to him and just continued cleaning the table.
Once it was all clean, I offered a small, "Thanks," towards Kadens direction.
He smiled and nodded at me, which I took as a good sign that he might actually not hate me.
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MY BOLD ISNT WORKING SO ITS JUST GUNNA BE CAPITAL. I DIDNT REALLY KNOW WHAT TO PUT CUZ I HAVE MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK BUT OH WELL. SORRY FOR THE DISAPPOINTMENT OF THIS CHAPTER :( AND BTW SCHOOL IS BEING EW AND MY HOMEWORK IS JUST DISGUSTING AND MY HISTORY TEACHER IS PURE EVIIIILLLL. OKAY BYE.
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