All about us

Intro 3

"Thank you!" Grabbing her chocolate chip drink, she smiled at the waitress not forgetting to give her generous tips for the quick service. Turning around, she searched for an empty sit and just how lucky she was, there was an empty stool on the bar facing the windows. Just right for her to complete her assignments for the day.

It was a typical calming day in New York. People chilling by the street, laughing and chatting with the smile plastered on their beautiful faces. She felt envious and kinda lonely reminiscing the moment she once had with her friends. They were once the four dorks, the famous chill group on campus. She didn't even know she might get the title. She now understand why college was the most amazing moments in life.

Turning her gaze back to the screen of her macbook pro, she began to run her fingers through the keyboard, squeezing her brain to gain more information.

"Business major? This can help," she turned her head to the owner of the hands giving her the book. She smiled when she saw it was same waitress who took her order just now. No permission and all, she jumped onto the stool next to her and looked through her works.

"You sure have brain. You don't even have anything to look through. Just a laptop, notebook and this pen? I guess this pen was your lucky charm." She was amused on how comfortable the waitress was talking to her. She went back to her senses and decided to continue their conversation. "Yeah, I guess.. my friends bought me this pen actually. Well, what is this book for?" She asked referring to the thick 'Business Management' book on the bar.

"Well, saw you kinda struggling and I saw your id around your neck. So might as well help, don't you think so?"

"Umm no?" She answered, more like asking.

The waitress laugh. "Well since I'm a good woman and a good senior, I just want to help you. Trust me this book help. Look at me now. This starbucks was going well since I managed it. Not bragging tho," the sudden information shocked her a bit. Her eyes widened and mouth agaped.

"Oh my God, I thought you're a waitress. Lucky me I don't make fun of you or something." She nervously chuckled and sip her drinks. "Well you look like a good girl so I came to you. I hope I don't disturb you and make you uncomfortable,"

"No, it's okay. I'm kinda glad you came here to talk to me, I was feeling a bit lonely." She confessed, rubbing her not so itchy nape looking outside.

"Then, I'm honored," the waitress pat her back and nodded her head knowingly. "What's your name?"

She smiled. "Irene"

The waitress stopped patting Irene's back and looked at her with excitement evident on her face. "W-wait! Y-you mean you're Irene, the famous motorcycle racer?"  She asked, not believing the person talking to her was a celebrity.

Irene nodded and give her a warmest smile and held her hand out. "Nice to meet you..." Irene glanced at the waitress name pin on her apron, "Sofia," Sofia couldn't believe her favourite racer said her name. She was very excited to even utter a single word.

Knowing the girl wouldn't accept her handshake, she shamelessly get her hand resting on the bar and shake it. Satisfied enough, she let out a breathy chuckle and shook her head. "Oh my God, I've only seen you with helmet on, I can't believe you're this beautiful. I-i-i was amazed." Irene laughed again. This girl was very entertaining, that was what running through her mind.

"C-can we t-take a picture?" Sofia asked after being silence and floating through the air. Irene nodded and readied herself. "I don't know my fan can be this cute." When she saw Sofia was about to click the camera, she turned towards her and poke her fluffy cheeks she had been eager to poke since earlier. Literally oblivious to her action, Sofia blushed hardly and tried to calm her vigorous beating of heart.

"Sofia," she called while reaching something from her hoody pocket. "I just think you will like this." She handed a red small size card with the word VIP on it. Sofia, again for the nth time was shocked. Hands shaking, she reached for the ticket and admired it for a whole minute, almost tearing up.

Irene saw the girl's reaction and reach for the tissue box near her. She wiped her stained cheeks which made Sofia felt heat flowing to her face. She grabbed Irene's hand to stop her, obviously was very embarrassed. Irene got the action and only patted her back.

"Thank you, I am very very happy. I can't explain how much this means to me. You're a true idol." Irene was touched by the girl's words and pulled her for a hug, feeling bad for making the girl cried in public.

"Irene," their hugs were interrupted when a manly voice called her, averting her attention from the girl, to the guy.

"Hi Jack, this is Sofia, she is a fan of a race." Sofia's eyes widened and swiftly turned her body to Jack. "Oh-my-God, I think I've been blessed," that was the last sentence before she fall onto Irene's arm and fainted, shocking the hell out of Irene and Jack.