where the mystery's lie..

The Diner.

I woke up to the sound of beeping from my alarm clock. I groaned as I covered my face with my pillow "..Ugh...Five more minutes...!" I smacked my clock off, I laid in bed for a minute just staring at my ceiling... I sighed and finally set up, I looked over to my clock it was 7:09 a.m., if I wanted to keep this new job I needed to get ready now-. I slowly got out of bed stretching my body and neck. I did my daily routine in the bathroom, after brushing my hair I walked over to my closet. I grabbed some black pants, a plain white T-shirt, and my Converse. I tied my hair up in a low ponytail, leaving two strands of hair to the sides of my face. I grabbed my keys, and my wallet and shoved it into my back pocket as I locked my house, I started walking to the diner, and as I was walking I passed by the Grab-N-Go. It seemed like only the adults that were coming home late from work were there.

Soon I arrived at the diner, and there were a few other older teens and young adults walking in. I quietly followed behind them through the back, for the job. When I walked in with the others we were met with a man that looked to be in his mid-thirties. I'm guessing he's the manager...? "...Line!" the man said out of nowhere- within minutes everybody scrambled into one row. He started pacing back and forth in front of us, eyeing us up and down. I wasn't fazed by this mainly from my dad doing this as a "game" when I was younger. The man then cleared his throat. "You all are here for one reason and one reason only, a job. now I'm guessing you six have some To None experience in working, so you'll be given someone to help from my staff." while he was talking, his other staff already working there had walked over to us. They seemed to be in their early to mid-twenties or late teens. ".. by now you six should have realized I'm the owner of the diner. Now state your names and ages one by one, To my staff and me." I was at the end of the row as the man spoke and stopped in front of the first boy. the people all went down the line of stating their full name and age. three boys were 19, 20, and 19. The other two girls were 18 and 20. I was a bit taller than the girls but not the boys. Finally, it was my turn... I sighed. ".. my name is Y/n  y/l/n...I'm 17 years old..." "Hm.. looks like we have a youngster on our hands.."   I glanced over at the owner as he gave me a playful smirk and chuckle just before he continued

"Now my staff will tell you their names and who you'll be paired with."  that he walked away and we just kind of stared at the staff. They did the same until a young lady who looked to be in her mid-20s except forward. "Um... My name is Daisy."  Soon the others had walked up. Amy Aaron Lucy Steve and Adrian... There were waitresses and Waiters but they were busy setting up to open up the diner. And the person I was paired up with was... Adrian... He was a 19-year-old waiter and worked for the diner for roughly around 2 years. I walked over to him and he waved me over with a smile. He was a bit taller than me but not drastically. " hello as you already know I'm Adrian I know I know I'm the best no need for any pictures." Hm..Well, he's going to be "fun" to work with- "Hm, well it's nice to meet you. What work will you be showing me?'  as I asked him he gave me a confused face "Huh,  work?... ohhhhh yeah-"  I faced poems as Adrian just left I sighed. " how the hell did she even get a job- never mind just tell me my work..." Adrian gestured to me to follow him which I did. "Ah well to be fair I don't know- I guess I'm just that good,"  he said with a cheesy smile I just rolled my eyes at his egoistic comment. " Okay now you'll be helping me take orders and serve people, oh and his name is Andrew"  Adrian had his back face towards me as he spoke. "Hm? Who-?" "The owner, our boss?" Adrian answered my question as he walked around one of the tables. " oh right.. why didn't he tell us..?"  "Well sometimes he forgets but it's mainly to see if you did your research on where you'll be working..? "Ah.."

Soon after setting up tables and getting to know Adrian more around 9:36, someone came into the diner. The mornings were easy, to say the least, but it began to get harder going into late afternoon and more busy. I'm just glad I have a fairly good coworker.. today I was going to do late shifts because I needed the money and tips. I'm not trying to die yet! My boss had told us stuff about an important event happening soon. It's called "family night". It's one of the busiest nights at the diner. it's just prices being lowered a bit and having more people come in with larger groups. As I continued working the last two weeks I earned $ 46.20 plus tips. HELL YEAH! The job paid well and had staff that were pretty nice and on some late nights, there were interesting people. The main two I remember were very interesting, to say the least.

The first one happened on a Friday, it was a very full night. just mainly couples, but one couple stood out. I saw Amy having a hard time taking the order from the couple who seemed to be in their late 30s. I was just finishing off my break, so I made my way over to help Amy. " Are you okay here..?" Amy spun around and she heard my voice "..Ah, Y/n.  I need help, um do you know Spanish by any chance? "Um yes I do, but why?  Amy sighed with relief and smiled. " oh my God yes..! thank god, could you please serve them. The guy speaks a bit of English!-" and with that, she walked away as I nodded and turned to a couple. The woman surprisingly smiled at me just after she gave Amy the biggest side I have ever seen in a while- the guy gave a worried look and then sighed. As he was about to talk his wife spoke up. "Hola a mi marido y a mí nos gustaría un poco de agua y un pequeño aperitivo, por favor y gracias." (Hello, my husband and I would like some water and a small snack, please and thank you.)Her husband gave me a worried look again and the woman smirked. I sighed and smirked back. "Heh.. ... está bien, tu agua y tus pequeños aperitivos llegarán en un momento. Espero que ambos disfruten su noche." (heh... okay, your water and small appetizer will arrive in a moment. I hope you both enjoy your night.) They both seemed shocked as I smirked and walked away to tell the kitchen their order. After that night, the couple became regular. the wife would always compliment how I looked and how I was. But she didn't like the other stuff, either for how they acted or dressed. I soon learned their last names. They were the Arellano family.

The other interesting night has happened three times already. It first happened on a late-night Sunday. I was cleaning tables when I heard a woman crying. but it was an ugly cry mixed with a drunk state.. I looked over to where the noise was coming from, it was a blonde woman.. she had a few drinks near her, as she stayed in the far back. I quietly made my way over to her, to make sure she was okay. I finally reached her and saw that she was wearing some blue Bell Bottom Jeans and a red-dotted white shirt.. she looked pretty even without seeing her face..  and I was close. You could see she was a real blonde.  and in a calm voice, I said ".. ma'am.. are you okay..? Without looking up she responded. ".. just go away.. I'll be leaving" I was a bit confused and patted her back. ".. I'm not here to kick you out.."  I made sure I was soft when I spoke.. slowly the woman lifted her head and looked at me. She..  she had beautiful blue eyes.. her makeup was messed up and didn't look the best at the moment.. but she still looked so pretty.. " oh.. you're new here.. I've never seen you.."  she spoke with a bit of sadness.. " I'm a new waitress... I started a few weeks ago.. I know it's not my place to ask but, why are you crying ma'am..?"  the blonde woman cried a bit more and set up better. "..Oh.. I'm just dealing with... a lot..."  I looked at her "Do you mind if I.. help clean you up..?" The blonde woman smiled a bit and nodded, I quickly grabbed some paper towels and sat beside her. I started wiping her face and soon she helped. As I cleaned her face I mumbled ".. you have a really pretty smile... and your eyes are beautiful..." The blonde woman smiled and laughed a bit. "Ah.. well thank you, you're sweet as pie.." she hugged me tight and kissed me on the head. I'm guessing she was still drunk though-  right before she began speaking again. " Oh right, you can call me Ms Hopper."  We talked for a bit then she left.

I saw her a few more times and I learned more about her. And now, finally it was the day before family night... "great"...