''Good morning Mrs Waterson what is your order today?"I asked Mrs Waterson our daily customer who orders scones and ginger tea every morning she heads to work. Yup the woman has that every single morning.
''The usual Sandy'' she said in her Im-better-than-you British voice.
''Its Sarah and you order will be out soon'' I said as I turned to the counter wear my best friend Samantha had her earphonnes in and singing Talking Body by Tove Lo.
''Now if we're talking body you got a perfect one so put it on me, swear it won't take you long if you love me riiigghtt we f*** for liiiffee on and on and on'' she sang. she's a horrible singer but she sounds a million times better than me.
People gave Sam weird looks. ''Sam stop singing so loudly'' I shouted at her while throwing a muffin. Hey it was the only way to get her attention.
She looked up and glared at me. "B****'' she said still glaring at me.
''But you love this bitch'' I said.
''Yeah you're right" she mumbled. ''So what you want?"
''Well you need to get Mrs Waterston's order'' I said
She scrunched her nose. ''Is it that ginger teas and scones shit?''
''Yup'' I said.
''Why does she order that'' she asked.
''Well she quotes: '' Its a British tradition'''' I said trying to immitate Mrs Watterson's voice.
''Remind me again why we even sell scones'' she groans heading to the kitchen.
Three minutes later she got her order and it was closing time.
''Hey Wanna bees'' a high pitched voice said.
It was Melanie Parker,her aunt owns the place and she comes here everyday to make our lives a living hell. She was also the mean girl in high school.
''What do out want Melanie'' I asked.
''Auntie says you guys should lock up''
''OK''
''Any way I'm leaving going to a party''
''OK Melanie try not to open your legs a lot tonight and use protection, not that we care'' Sam said.
She flipped Sam the finger and walked out.
We laughed.''OK nlytes close up I'm tired'' I said.
Sam nodded clearly she's tired too.We locked up and went our separate ways.
''Dad I'm home'' I shouted
''In the living room honey''
I went to the living room and my jaws dropped when I saw the two people in my living room..........
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My Possessive Billionaire
Teen Fiction20 year old Sarah Morgan is your typical hard working young woman who doesn't believe in true love and works in a coffee shop to help her father Steve Lockhart take care of her family ever since her mom died 2 years ago. When Steve borrowed some mon...