Late night convos. {Ross Lynch}

Part 2

When I woke up the next day, it was 12:00.

"Damn, I'm gonna be late for work!" I said as I got up and ran to the bathroom.

I got dressed, pulled up my hair, brushed my teeth, slipped my shoes on and ran outside with only my phone in hand.

I ran all the way to work to make it just in time, 12:30.

"Hey Bea! You're never this late!" My friend Kris said from behind the counter. Did I mention we work together?

"Yea, I woke up late." I said.

After I ran around trying to get some stuff done, I saw Ross sitting down at a table. I walked over to his table and sat down across from him.

"Hey. I didn't know you were here." I said.

"Hey! And yea, I saw you were in a bit of a rush. It's fine." He smiled.

"Ok. Can I get you anything?" I asked.

"Well, do you have any suggestions?" Ross asked me.

"Hmm. Oh! Number 5 is really good. And a chocolate chip cookie with it." I said.

"What is number 5?" He asked me.

"It's five pancakes piled up with syrup and butter, optional peanut butter. You can have regular pancakes or chocolate chip pancakes. I get chocolate chip. Anyways, it's amazing. It comes with you're choice of drink." I told him.

"Ok, I'll have that. With chocolate chip pancakes and peanut butter." He said.

"Do you want the cookie too?" I asked.

"Yes, two cookies please." He said.

"Ok, coming right up." I smiled and turned to put his order in.

"Who is that cutie?" Kris whispered to me.

"That's Ross." I whispered back.

"Oh. Major score!" She gave me a high five. We both laughed and got back to work.

About 3 minutes later, Ross's order was done. I got it and brought it to him.

"Here you go. Still warm." I said, setting the plate down on his table.

"Thank you, this smells great!" He said.

"Oh you're welcome, but all I did was put the order in." I laughed.

"So what time do you usually work? And what days?" He asked.

"Well, I work from 11:30-4:30 usually, but this week our schedule is all messed up. Someone quit, that's why I'm  working from 12:30- 3:30 today. It's Friday, and I have the weekend off, so next week we should be back to normal." I said.

"Wow. That's confusing." He laughed.

"Yea, it is. I have a hard time keeping up with it myself." I sighed. "So where do you work?"

"I don't have an official job yet, but whenever I have free time, which is most of the time, I go to my dads shop and work. I either paint cars or just clean up around the place. He pays me pretty good, so I stick with it." Ross said.

"That's cool. Not having a specific time you have to show up and all." I told him.

"Yea. But sometimes it makes me think I don't have to show up at all. I don't have to, but if I want the money, I really do have to go to work every day. Which I do usually." He explained.

"Oh, that is true. But what does a guy like you do with all that money? You live with your dad so you don't have any bills." I asked.