Not friends (not even lovers)

The last drop

I lean on my locker as I see Lena walking towards me, and I know that she's going to invite me to hang out, but I can't because I have to go to work. "Hey y/n, c'mon, let's hang out." Lena smiles at me.

I shake my head. "Can't you tell I have work to go to?"

Lena groans and rolls her eyes. "I hate you so much, why do you have to go to work? You're always saying how much the boss is a creep and a weirdo." She sighs.

I laugh a bit to myself. She isn't wrong, but what else am I supposed to do? It pays well, and there aren't any other jobs that seem to be open at the moment. "Lena, unless you can find someplace that is hiring, I'll quit my job; if you can't, then we can't hang." I rolled my eyes.

Lena's eyes light up, and she has a big grin plastered on her face. I know that looking always ends up being a bad idea. "Lena no, I hate that look you have. Don't try." I begin walking out of the school, with Lena following behind me.

"C'mon, it's not a bad idea, trust me!" Lena smiles at me.

"Nope. I don't like this idea so far, Lena. I know you, and I'm not trying to do anything stupid." I groan, rolling my eyes.

Lena pulls my arm back and grabs me by my shoulders. "Listen you, idiot, I heard from a friend that a bar called "The Last Drop" is hiring, and I hear it pays well." She smiles at me.

I roll my eyes I doubt it's going to pay well as my current job the boss might be a grade-level creep but I make good money and it helps pays the bills and helps my dad with everything.

"Lena, what's the pay?" I asked looking at her.

Lena pulls out her phone and checks her text messages. "$15.66 per hour give or take, so what do you say? Yay or nay" Lena smiles at me.

My current pay is 16.99 which is a little more but she's right I always complain about the boss and so many other things about the job but I need the money on the other hand, I hate being stared at fuck.

"Let's see how today plans out if I'm uncomfortable I'll just try my shot at the last drop, I hope this boss isn't a creep or a weirdo." I sighed.

Lena smiled and nods. "Good and I'm going to make you accept the job!"

I rolled my eyes as I'm walking over to my job when I finally make it over to my job I went into the back room and get changed into my Uniform which is a tight shirt and a small skirt. The boss is such a fucking creep and I hate this; the guys are lucky they can wear whatever the fuck they want, sexist motherfucker.

I make it to the front with my fakest customer service face. Maybe this new job wouldn't be so bad my god these people here just piss me off and I hate this goddamn job more than anything.

"Hey, you give me a Whiskey Sour and open a tab for me won't you gorgeous." Some guy says.

I walk over to him and smile. "Yeah whatever you need." God, I hate this I start making the man his drink and giving the drink to him.

He grabs the drink and smiles at me. "Thanks, beautiful."

Gross... I have like seven more hours of this shift and I'm this 'uniform' is so fucking exposing I look to the other side and I see the other girls as uncomfortable as I am. Another guy called me and I go do my job.

Finally, my shift was over I go back to the lockers and get changed. But the boss calls me back to his office for my check and I already have a bad feeling but I digress.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" I smiled.

"Ah yeah here I have your check, here come to get it."  He smirks holding my check-up.