Stella
"Wake up guys." Your first shifts start at 10 I go to every room and wake up everyone. I then call everyone else who is gonna work. Just not Tyler. I told Tiff to let him sleep. We had a long night. I was wrong about it being slow.
A group of 10-15 kids from the two towns over came in. We couldn't say no. We called for help and no one answered so we were there until 3.
Thanks to Tyler for working in a pizzeria during his high school years we were able to manage. He did the pizzas, wings and cookies while I did the frozen yogurt, drinks and managing the rank. When he was done he and I passed the food out.
He even made us something which was nice of him. We sat there talk about everything, catching up and about stupid things. I can honestly say that last night was one of the best nights I had in a while.
"What time did you get home last night?" Catarina says as we enter the spotless shop.
"Around 3:30" I sigh.
"Did you knock out right away? I would." Chase says turning the lights on, looking around smiling.
"I didn't close my eyes. Why do you always do that?"
"What?"
"When you turn the lights on you smile."
"Oh um because I like my job...plus this place is so fucking cool. I can't wait for the new upda-woah wait did you just say you didn't sleep?"
"Yeah I'm fine though. Everyone get their a papron. I'll be in my office if any of you need me. I'm gonna do some paper work and order stuff." I go all the way to the back and run upstairs.
I love my office. It's so beautiful and big it's probably because it's mine. Something I don't share with my friends. They have their hang out room too. But my office is way better.
When we close and have nothing to do we hang up there or the hang out room.
I look at all the papers stacked neatly on and sigh. I sit down and start to fill them out one by one.
"Stella." I fell someone shake me. "Stella."
"Mm."
"Is it okay if we take our lunch right now? It's pretty slow right now."
"Yeah. Shit it's 4? I'm sorry. Go. Go." I say getting up. "Didn't I fall asleep over there?" I ask.
Daniel the points to a sleeping body in the other couch.
"Oh okay." I say looking at Tyler.
"Are you coming or you want something?"
"Can you get me fries...and a Caesar salad?"
"Sure baby sis. We'll be back in an hour." He kisses my forehead and goes stairs yelling "Catarina! Love of my life! Fries and a Caesar salad."
I smile at his words. "That kid is whipped." Tyler's raspy voice makes me jump a little.
"Yeah. So is Chase."
"Had a good nap?"
"Yeah. Thanks for moving me. I would've woken up with neck pain."
"No problem." He smiles. The bell from down stairs rings signaling someone was there.
"I'll get it." We say in unison. We look at each other and laugh while we head down.
"Hey how may I help you." I smile at the girl in front of me.
"Ew. Put some makeup on. Don't speak to me."
Wow okay?
"Hey babe." The girl from the party throws herself at Tyler.
Babe? Since when? I ask myself.
"Hey uh-what are you doing here?"
"I came to see you silly." She says in her high pitched voice hugging him again.
"Um..why?"
"Because that's what people in relationships do. Visit each other at work." And that's when my heart is shredded to pieces and I turn around to go back up.
"First of all, we aren't dating. Never have and never will. Second, I don't even know your name. Thirdly, why would I date a fake, rude, plastic, slutty bitch like you when I'm still not over the most amazing, caring, and loving person ever? Oh and she's naturally hot. No 500 pounds of makeup, no surgeries, nothing. Another thing...don't ever speak to her like that again."
"Uh. Whatever, you're not even that hot anyway."
"Please. I know I look good." He smirks at me.
The girl scoffs and leaves.
"Come again soon! Next week we start then specials!" I yell out.
"Really?" Tyler asks.
"What? I had to be polite."
"No I'm talking about the specials. I'm excited I can't wait to buy-"
"You know the its free for employees right?"
"What?! Free!? Chase has making me pay double!" He runs over to the cups then to the machine and takes a bit of every flavor and topping.
I laugh at his childish manner and get myself a cup as well and getting everything dealing with chocolate, peanut butter, caramel and candy.
"Mm." He stuffs the spoon in his mouth, then another, and another.
"Fuck. Brain freeze."
Childish.
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