Jackson Daniels at the side
~~At least you didn't badoink~~
I'm going to put it lightly... I'M FREAKING OUT! It's been three weeks since I started working at Bookworm Cafe and its great working there, it really is. Hailey and I became fast friends and I quickly learned that her and Zoe had been best friends since sixth grade and that the little coffee shop belonged to Zoe's mother. And before you ask about me and Zoe's relationship...eerm friendship, I meant friendship because you noticed how I didn't mention how she and I were getting along I'll say it simple. We are FRIENDS. F-R-I-E-N-D-S. Friends and nothing else. Nada. Zip. Zero relationship. Just a nice mutual friendship. Just two friends who work together and sometimes study together since she's in her first year and I'm in my second year in the same college so we have little study date- GATHERINGS. Gatherings, we have little study gatherings. Hang outs. Whatever you like to call it. This of course is completely normal. Just a normal girl and a normal boy having a completely normal friendship. And in this completely normal friendship say when they are closing up Zoe's mother's little cafe and talking and laughing like good friends should, say they were the only ones in the coffee shop at say, hypothetically speaking of course, 8:31 p.m. and suddenly they stop in the middle of said cafe and notice just how close they actually are. If you were to say, HYPOTHETICALLY, that they kiss after this sudden realisation it would still be a COMPLETELY NORMAL FRIENDSHIP! All this is hypothetical of course it's not like I actually kissed Zoe's soft plump lips and put my arms around her slim perfect waist and enjoyed every second that her arms were wrapped around my neck toying with the hair on the nape of my neck... Anyways like I said completely normal friendship and its not like I'm freaking out the Sunday after said hypothetical incident at 10:00 a.m. with the guys looking at me like I'm in serious need of a mental hospi- OWW! "Did you just slap me?!" I looked at Jackson with disbelief written all across my face and the dumbnut had the audacity (yes I know bid words, thank you very much) to just shrug...SHRUG! "You were freaking out, someone had to snap you out of it." Cue the hyena sounding laughter from Luke. "And slapping me was the answer?!" And there he goes shrugging again! "Maybe not but it was fun anyways!" And the innocent grin directed to me. Idiot. "Look dude, kissing her really isn't that bad. You're attracted to her so you made a move, at least you didn't badoink." "Exactly!" God I need new friends. "Hey! We're just trying to help!" Crap said that out loud. "Help? Dude, first of all I don't know if you noticed but bro you said badoink when refering to sex-" "There is a child in the room!" Eye roll. "-and second of all I kissed my boss! How can I not be freaking out?!" Jackson and Luke share a look (hehe Luke shared a look hehe) before simultaneously sighing disappointingly. Did they just sigh at me?! "She's not your boss dude, she's the daughter of your boss which is different." Now I had to sigh at them. "That's not the point! The point is that she's the boss when her mum isn't there and her mum is NEVER there so therefore I kissed my boss!" Luke snorted at my little conclusion and Jackson rolled his eyes at me...again. "Your making a big deal out of nothing, man. Just talk to her, she did kiss you back, you know." Don't I know it. "Fine." I said it with a groan by the way. I am not doing this because I want to I am doing this because if don't do it willingly the guys will call her themselves. And that is NOT an option. After fifteen minutes of looking through all the crap in this room for my phone I finally found it. Yaaaay! Please note the sarcasm. I looked at my phone for some good twenty-five minutes before Luke finally got tired of my endless staring and snatched the phone out of my hand. "Wait, no! I'll do it, I'll do it! I promise!" With a final eye roll he gave me back my phone but stayed standing in front of me while taping his foot impassively. "Well?" With one last groan I hit the little green cell phone next to the contact name 'Curly' and brought the phone to my ear. *Ring* *Ring* *Ring* "Hello?"
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The Waitress
Teen FictionBoy needs job. Boy goes to cafe with friends. Boy asks waitress about help wanted sign. Boy gets job and starts working with said waitress. Boy doesn't know what he got himself into.
