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the diner

Photo: Angelina

"Angel get up!" my grandfathers rough voice rang through my silent room, i rolled out of bed dragging my feet to my bathroom. Brushing my teeth and flat iron my hair so its pin straigt, im good to go.
I walk back into my room, changing my underware slipping on blue high waisted jeans and a white fitted t shirt, i slipped a grey beanie on my head. I grabbed my all black converses and slipped them on grabbing my phone and sliding my beats around my neck, grabbing a jacket. Im ready.

Walking down the steps, my grandmother was already in her waitress uniform and by the looks of things my grandfathers has already left for work, its Saturday so im going to help my grandmother in the family diner we own.
"Oh there you are! Quick, we open soon!" i nod grabbing a blueberry muffin and a bottle of water, on the way out the door to my grandmother's chevy i grabbed my hobo bag.

The whole ride i thought of dances for my routine tonight, im performing at the boys and girls club for the little kids there.
"Angel! Get out the car and lets go!" i looked up to see my grandma at the front of the car, waving her hands in a motion for me to hurry up. I grabbed my bag and half drunken water i slide out the car walking after my grandma into the diner.
It was empty, but this is a really popular diner so by 10 we should be pretty packed.

This is going to be a long day.....