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Chapter 3

She stops in front of me, "He wants you to serve for some reason," 

I sighed

"Isn't he cute though, the one with the dark hair and blue eyes," she bit her lip taking him in causing me to gag a little

"Could you do me a favor and give this to him," she gave a quick smile, taking a piece of paper from between her boobs

I scorned the piece of paper and opened it by holding the corners of both ends. I see some numbers scribbled across it. Is this her...number? Does she just have these on hand to give to anyone she thinks is cute?

"Sure," I gave an awkward smile and stuck the paper in the pocket of my work outfit

I took a deep breath, plastering a smile on my face. I then proceeded to make my way over to the booth filled with guys

"How can I help you today?" Hopefully it's only today

"What do you have to offer?" he asked, interlacing his finders and resting them on the table

"The menu is right there," I gestured to the menu that literally in front of him

"I see it, but I want to hear from you," he smiled, pushing the menu aside

"The menu is right in front of you," I repeated through gritted teeth

"Are you disobeying the customers order," he smirked

I sighed. As much as I didn't want to tell him I did

"What do you think I should get?" he asked

"A fucking life," I replied without realizing 

"What was that?" He placed his index finger behind his ear

"I don't know what you should get but can you hurry up. I have other customers to serve and I don't want my manager to think that i'm slacking off,"

"You have a lot of attitude for such a little body," one of his friends spoke, his voice high pitched. His dirt blonde hair falling into his face. A desperate attempt to look like Curious George over there.

"And you have a squeaky, high pitched voice for such a masculine frame," I shot back

"What did you just say?"

"You sound like a girl," I bent down, leveling myself with him and whispering it to him

He jumps out of his seat, slamming his hand against the table

"If that all I'll be taking my leave," I said satisfied that I've upset at least one of them

"And before I forget, here," I dipped in my pocket for the girls phone number, handing it to Curious George and he takes it with a raised brow. He looks at it then smirked

"You came to your senses," he looked at me

"Oh, that's not mine. That's my co-workers. At least someone is willing to fuck you," I snorted then walked away

"I haven't even ordered yet," he said from the table

"I'll send someone else to take you're order," and I did. I send the oldest waitress I found. Her face wasn't pretty but she's nice I guess

His friends finished eating and left while he stayed back. I saw him glancing at me now and then while I worked.

After my shift ended I called Elizabeth if I could stay over at her house for the night due to my father having friends over today. I dialed her number but phone just rang out.