"What did you just say?" Max looked at me like I had 2 heads and I frown, "Is it that hard to understand? I need you to be a wall for a second. Actually, one moment." I duck under the table, in between his legs, and hit him twice, "Do you know who's there?" I wait for an answer as I try to listen to the mess of voices coming from the bunch of sneakers by the other table. "Hello?"
He looks confused and looks at the boys, "Definitely your ex-boyfriend. Terrible luck is what you have." He snickers and I slap him again, not having it today. "What direction are they facing? Ima just try to make it through to the back and I don't know, hide there or something." I hear them ordering and I wince as I hear the mispronounced dishes as they try to sound it out. There is no way in hell that "mein" will ever be pronounced as men. "I'm dying here, hurry up."
"Ordering now, go out from the front and enter from the back. Go!" He pushes me and I make a mental note to throttle him later. I bolt out the door and hear the group laugh as they talk about what happened in basketball and other nonsense and lean against the wall of the restaurant and wondered what to do now. I couldn't just leave Mason there since we're always talking after school before he went to work. I bite my lip and just sighed and walked through the back.
My dad was making wontons and I sigh again. Great, I didn't plan on talking to him today. "Go to the front. Your aunt is busy with the phones and your uncle is at the fryer. Make yourself useful." The way I walked right into that one, going to the back to escape and then getting told to go to take the orders of the people I was trying to avoid. I put on a mask and sat down on a chair. "Here," my aunt threw me the phone and I just frown and then laughed jokingly as I took the order. "Hello, how may I help you?" I jot down the order and rip off the sheet from the notepad, "Anything else?" I threw the order down on the table and dragged a magnet onto it as I yelled out the order in Mandarin.
My uncle sighed, "Got busy again. Those boys in the front ordered enough chicken wings to fill a box." I let out a puff of air and massage my temples, "Give me five minutes I have to go get my homework and make sure my brother is on his way." I walk out and Mason is sitting down and doing IB sports homework and slide my backpack over, "Work?" Mason questions as I throw my books onto the table, "Obviously. Those boys are going to eat me out of my home," putting an emphasis on home, as in the restaurant. "Nice mask. I'm gonna stay here for the usual time and just watch you while doing my homework." I hit his shoulder, "Wow, aren't you being nice today?" He laughs and points at the counter, "Nah, I just wanna see you make a fool out of yourself, you always get too overwhelmed when there are a lot of orders."
"I despise you, I hope you trip and die." He nods and just pushes me towards the door once I get the rest of my books into place, "Yea yea, eventually. I'm going to be here suffering so, have fun." I text my brother and plop into the seat and flip open to the chart on the human body and see that I got 3-4 wrong and closed it again. I didn't want to remember how it felt taking the test, the overthinking and constant self-doubt at my answers, and then seeing it confirmed compared to the actual diagram.
"Hey Alexis, what are you doing here?" I look up and see Will and Oliver playing around with the menus and the pint of rice while the other fools of the team are making racist comments about the food as I grit my teeth. "I work here, as you can clearly tell. What are you doing here besides making me annoyed because half of the team are itching to call me a slur at the moment?" Will put his hands up in defense, "I just wanted food. I usually order on the phone so I didn't know you worked this early after school ends." I jerked my head towards Oliver, "What's your excuse, Olive?"
"I followed Will." I gesture at the boys throwing their soda cans into the trash in the way they throw basketballs and high-fiving each other when they got in. "Hey, we have a recycling box, throw it in there instead," I called and ignored the way my family turned to look at me. Some of them turn and shoot me a glance and I just glare back. "It's just cans." One of them looking at me says and I retort, "Then it should be easy to throw it where it belongs."
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Любовные романыTruth be told, Alex Knight did not think she was ready for high school. From working at her job, dropping her grades, and dealing with her parents, it's hard to believe that she made it. But, she pulled through and it's her senior year, about to gra...
