Sixteen

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Jackie's POV

We finally made it to the diner and to a booth that fit us all. I got a window seat and Benny sat beside me and the rest of the boys arranged themselves how they wanted. I passed out the menus the hostess gave me, I couldn't decide what I wanted. The waitress came by and all the boys began to drool over her, she had long brown hair, gray eyes that looked like a storm at sea, and her uniform made her figure look amazing. I glared at my menu while boyfriend and friends began to place their order and gawk at her.

"What would you like, girl?" she sneered.

I looked up and gave her a deadly stare, "A strawberry vanilla shake."

She scribbled it down on her notepad and walked away making sure to sway her hips a bit more than usual. I grumbled to myself while the boys carried on conversations involving the waitress and other things not related to her. Benny's hand found its way to my inner thigh and ran his thumb in a small circle. I moved my gaze from the window to his coffee eyes, he gave me a small smile and kissed my nose. The waitress came back with our drinks, most of the guys got pop but Benny got his chocolate banana shake, Yeah-yeah got root beer float, and I being a special little child got my milkshake. I noticed that the waitress had unbuttoned a few buttons on her uniform revealing more of her cleavage. I didn't mind that she did it to my friends, ok I do mind, but she was goo-goo eyeing MY BOYFRIEND!!

"Alrighty, what would you folks like to eat?" she said seductively.

The boys placed their orders and she scribbled furiously in her notepad. She made her way around the table and just as I was about to place my order, the bitch walked away. My mouth dropped is shock.

"She forgot to take my order!" I shouted.

The boys all looked confused and Benny reassured me she is probably gonna come back. I ignored him and got up to use the bathroom. I finished my business and washed my hands but as I was I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't have the curves that waitress did, my tatas weren't the size of hers either, everything about her I didn't come close to. It felt like the whole Playboy magazine thing all over again and I hated it. But Benny didn't really make it obvious that we were dating, he did have his hand on my thigh but when that waitress came along he took his hand off and left it off while she was there. I ran my finger through my hair and said screw it and went back to my table to see that girl giving the boys their food. I could tell she was really bending over to show off her stuff for Benny which pissed me off to no end. I stormed over to the table when she left and shoved my way through the boys and say back in my seat.

"Hey Jackie I ordered you some food since she didn't take your order. I got you some fries and a burger with no onions, no peppers, and extra cheese. Just like how you like it!" Yeah-yeah said.

I nodded and thanked him and glared at my boyfriend. I began to drink my shake as the waitress came back with the food Yeah-yeah ordered me, she placed the plate at his seat and glared my way. After she left I was handed the plate and began to dig in, the boys continued their conversations and Yeah-yeah gave me occasional glaces. I finished my food with a small burp, if I would've let that one out it would've rattled the windows. As the waitress made her way back with the check Benny tried to place his hand on my thigh but I moved my legs away from him.

"Here you go boys, your check. And this is for you," she handed a paper to Benny biting her lip.

I rolled my eyes and slapped my money on the table with the rest of the boys. We never split a check, we just all bring money for ourselves then pay the whole check with our combined money. Aren't we smart cookies?

"And now...ICE CREAM!" DeNunez shouted.

All the boys cheered and dashed out of the diner, I stayed behind the group to make sure no one ran off. Benny walked beside me still attempting to hold my hand or have his arm around my shoulders in which I still kept avoiding. He tried to talk to me but I would walk a little faster to escape the conversation, I noticed he still had that paper in his hand that the bitch gave him.

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