I open the door labeled locker room and find the light switch. There is a metal table with six folding chairs and twelve lockers on the side, some have locks on them. I pick a middle locker and begin to change into my work attire, leaving my skirt and shoes on.
As soon as I finish and put away my stuff I see an old dingy mirror. I look at myself. I probably need to tie up my hair for this job. With the hair tie on my wrist, I tie back my short brown hair into a ponytail and put it in front of my shoulders. My eyes match the color of my hair and I wear a bright smile accented by pink lip gloss. Suddenly I catch something from the corner of my eyes and the lights go off."Ahhhh!!" I scream but a big hand muffles my cries. First day on the job and I'm already being kidnapped?! Oh hell no. I jab my elbow back and hit something hard. The kidnapper let's go and stumbles back. The lights flicker back on I quickly turn around to find Jacob holding his stomach.
"Ouch, why'd you do that?" He winces in pain.
"I thought you were kidnaping me!" I reply angrily. "Can't you see I'm changing!?"
He looks me up and down. "Aww I was hoping for a maid outfit." he sneers.
"Goddamn pervert!" I shout and kick him out.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++Soon, I walk out the locker room. The cafe is still empty and it's already 3pm. Where is everyone? Ervin glances at me from behind the counter.
"You must be wondering why no customers have shown up." He says in his deep monotonous voice. Woah can he read my mind? I nod.
"We cater mostly to high school girls, like you but most of them haven't gotten out of school yet." He adjusts his glasses sternly.
"I see."
"In the mean time we need to train you." He says with a subtle smile, "A noob like you could burn the whole facility to ashes with a slip of the wrist." His tone is so matter-of-fact that I can't tell if he's being sarcastic.
For about an hour, my coworkers show me how to do various tasks such as wiping down tables and equipment, how to make beverages, and how to interact with customers. Ugh I'm so tired.
As I'm sitting down for a break, all of a sudden I feel something wrap around my neck. Jacob?! I quickly turn around ready to defend myself from his pervy hands but instead meet a pair of kind blue eyes. Max looks at me and smiles. "I want you to have my extra bandana." He says as he finishes tying it in the front. "There, now we can match!"
"Thanks!" His attitude and face is so cute, I can't help but stare. He stares back and I blink away embarrassingly.
"Ahah! I win!" He laughs. Oh he thought it was a staring contest.
"No fair, I wasn't ready yet. I challenge you to round 2!"
"Ah yes you are a very formidable opponent!" Max replies, imitating the martial art fighters from old Kung fu movies.
We glare at each other intensely until a hand falls between our faces and slaps us both gently.
"Hey old man, I was just about to win!" Max says, annoyed.
"Ugh not you too." Toby sighs, "Okay monkey butts, and new monkey butt, the first wave is approaching so arm yourselves." He says as he gazes out the front window.
Wave?? I look and see a small blob in the distance, up the street. Squinting my eyes, I can make out a bunch of girls in blue and white school uniforms running towards the cafe.
"St. Clare Academy. It's an all girls school in the southern part of town." Ervin reads off his tablet. "They're known for their above par athletic program."
As Toby, Ervin, Max, and I prepare ourselves for battle, someone is missing. My eyes glance at the front of the cafe and see Jacob with his arms spread wide, facing the window.
"Ahahahaha come to daddy!!" he laughs hysterically. We all look at him in disgust. (Inserts soul eater disgusted face)
"Goddamn pervert."(:'D oh Jacob, somebody slap you)

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Reverse-Harem Cafe!
Roman d'amourMae Sasaki, a typical 16 year old, is going to her job interview at a local cafe. Little does she know, she's about to walk into a reverse harem! The overprotective best friend, the sweet red-head, the athletic playboy, the cold intellectual, or the...