New Guy

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"Order up" Jerry yelled over the counter that separates the kitchen from the bar. I ran and grabbed the plate then turned to make my way to table six.

Lunch time was always the hardest part of the day. Especially now that schools out and all the teens come in. Right as I set the plate down, I heard someone yell from somewhere behind me, followed by plates shattering on the ground.

"Hey what the hëll. Watch were your going." Some guy growled out and when I turned to finally get a look at what happen I realized that it was one of the new waitresses, Rose, I think and the one person that everyone in the diner hates.

Nick or Nate, I never really bothered with knowing his name I just thought that the faster he gets his food and eats the faster he's out of here. The only reason everyone tolerates his little schemes of picking on everyone at the diner is because his Uncle practically owns the place and he gets free meals.

Most of the time.

One my way over I patted Rose on the back. "Its fine I'll take it from here, why don't you get yourself cleaned up." I took out my pen and pad when she nodded and scrambled towards the back. She looked to be about on the verge of bawling her eyes out. Poor girl. "What would you like." I said as I looked back to Nick/Nate.

His large grin said how he already got exactly what he wanted. "Well if it isn't the lovely Faith. Ill take a large fry with a side of a shake." Almost every time he comes in its the same. He acts all tough and ruins someone day, like Rose, then when he gets me as his waitress he tries to flirt.

"How about I get you a nice cup of, shut the fück up before I make you, with a side order of, get out."

Today was not a day I wanted to deal with him. After Tim practically forced those pills down my damn throat this morning, I started to feel slower and clumsier like I always do after I take them. A hint as to why I dislike them. And now seeing His face today, its not getting any better.

"I don't get why you don't just accept my offer and go out with me. You always chasing after that damn fool ugh what's his name.." He looked to his friends. "Todd... Tony... Awe Tim. Doesn't he have a girlfriend to. Damn that's low. Even for you." at the end of his little speech I was already pissed at him but to make matters worse he reached over and grabbed my äss. Like a full blown grab. And squeeze.

That's when I snapped and lost all control. My left hand went flying through the air and landed hard on his right cheek. The sound of the chair being flown back and a body hitting the ground was the only thing that was heard throughout the diner.

He was struggling on the ground trying to stop the blood from flowing out of his nose as I walked closer to him. "Tim is a friend, and only a friend. And the next time you ever touch me." I let out a humorous laugh. "It wont just be your nose that's broken." with that I walk to the back room with eyes following my every move. "I'm done for the day Jerry. Sorry about the mess." and with that I left to the only place I can release my stress.

***

The impact of the punching bag on my knuckles hurt like hell ,but if I stopped now I'd be stuck here for an hour. 'Stupid jock's' If it wasn't for them then I would still be at work.

I threw a left hand punch and as it hit the bag, all I felt was pain. As I heard an felt my bones breaking in my hand and wrist

"Fuucc--ddge" I looked around really quick and saw how there was still little kids, some which, where staring at me.

'Way to go now all of them are going to be saying fudge.' I mentally scowled myself as I inspected both my hands.

Both my knuckles which were raw, red, and still bleeding hurt like hell when moved anyway, my left hand was bright red and I couldn't move it whatsoever. But my wrist looked like a balloon and they both had there own heartbeats.

Instead of walking over to the nurse station inside the gym I went back to my locker and pulled out my phone.

Once it was in my right hand I typed on the screen until I saw the name I was looking for and pressed call.

It rang a couple of times before he picked up. "Hey there, buddy. I'm kinda busy right now can we talk later?"

"Hey there, Doc. As much as I want to but I kinda need your help. You see my hand has a heartbeat of its own and its kinda freaky." I told him looking down at it and laughing slightly along with him.

"Well. If you needed help you could of just said. Wait, hold on." I heard him shuffling then a door open.

"No, its a friend of mine she coming over then we can get back to work... Well if you don't like it then you can leave and come back later... Then stay I don't give a fück but she coming over... Get that stick out of your äss and grow a pair." The door slammed close then immediately opened again, and he spoke up again."Alright Fae you can come over."

I laugh a little. "Is everything alright over there, I can come by later if that's better?"

"No, no its fine its... Just I have an old friend over is all."

"You..." I clicked my tongue. "Have friends. That's a shocker." I smiled to myself then in the background a deep chuckle sound throughout the other side of the phone.

"Shut the hëll up Blake. Faith do I need to come get you myself or are you walking?"

Stunned by the effect the chuckling had on me I mumbled out a "no ill walk. See you soon." And hung up before he could answer again.

I glared down at my phone. For how long I've know Tim, I've never knew of him having an old friend by the name of Blake.

Instead of thinking more about it, I packed my stuff. Or at least my shirt, pants, some energy bars I had left over, the rest of my Gatorade, and my phone in my bag. Not really caring if I stay in my black sports bra or my black basketball shorts with a red stripe down both sides, but I did throw on my dark gray hoodie the best I could without touching my hand, and headed out towards the house that I know so well for the past 5 years of my life.

For some reason I can't help but think of the other person Tim is currently with. I don't know why but I'm kinda excited to meet him.

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Finals are here. Then summer break!!

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