chapter 6. the show must go on

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"Universidad Europea De Canarias at the moment," I choked out, suddenly remembering my surroundings, she smiled and nodded, her smile was now beaming with pride. "I'm so proud of you, I'm happy you are enjoying life. Julian always seems to speak about you a lot, and we were all heartbroken for you when your father died. We had all been wondering where you've been these last few years." I shyly hid my face from her view, very taken aback by her loving comments. Julian had told his mother about me? and not to be suspicious, but 'would speak quite a lot about me? that was strange and comforting to hear from him, to be honest with you. Isla sighed happily, as she opened her mouth to speak once more,

But instead she had stayed quiet, she gently stroked my hair before walking into the next room. Laura's confused expression gazed back at me. "When, and how do you know the Anderson family?" with all the charity events she had helped in, Laura's contracts and schedules were very chaotic for her. The contract was to bring out people's food, and to keep the company of the clients until the party had ended. 

We hadn't been there to mess around or to harass the guests during the event. With all the Anderson's closest friends attending for the night, I could understand why she would have to hire some people to help her out.

"Oh, of course, I mean totally. I sort of attended high school with Julian, and I had talked to his dad Mr. Anderson while at the hospital, they are such friendly people." I spoke quietly, 

"Oh, you never told me, so I sort of had no idea." Laura spoke calmly,

I quietly smiled nodding my head, and by that time Laura's focus was elsewhere as her and Noah had begun opening the bottles from the top shelf. Hannah had handed out the glasses and for a couple of hours we were actually focused on filling up glasses of vodka and placing them on the drinking trays.


Myself, Hannah, and Noah quietly, carried the glasses towards the backyard as soon as they had been full, handing them out to the awaiting guests. This job as a waitress had always made me anxious, being the clumsy person I always was by falling over and dropping stuff on the floor. I kept my eyes in front of myself and never looked down at my feet.


But also where I was carrying my tray and quite soon myself, Hannah and Noah, had emptied the trays and had begun heading back towards the kitchen to serve cakes, and quickly, glanced into the next room where the guests were currently sitting. The speeches had begun and people were beginning to sit down, the living room was crowded with people whose voices had gotten louder. People had...

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