When I got 'home', I quickly made dinner and set it on the table. After eating my portion, I ran upstairs to get ready for work. I haven't been to work for three weeks considering they shut the restaurant down to remodel it. It's bigger and better. Today was the opening and considering its one of the best restaurants in town a lot of teenagers and families will be there. Mostly teenagers. The boys had invited Juily and I, but I kindly declined saying I'm busy. I didn't want to tell them I work they're cause they'd ask me to many questions and I didn't feel like answering them.
I took a quick shower and slipped into my work attire that consisted of a red shirt, black skirt, and black heels. Why the hell do I have to wear heels? Well the stupid boss says it will attract customers. Pssh, he just needs us to look good and slutty. We waitresses have had incidents where we are physically touched and the boss doesn't do one single damn thing about it. I would quit, but there aren't many jobs in this town that accept teenagers. You might ask why do I need a job when I could use my bank account money? Well, because that money is for when I go to college and the money I earn at El Castillo is donated to my 'family'. What I'm trying to say is they take my money.
I put on makeup, the usual for the job. Winged eyeliner, mascara, and pink lipstick. Satisfied with how I look, I grab my keys and phone and head down stairs.
Locking the house after me, I ran to my car, luckily I didn't trip because of the heels. Turning the engine on and reversing out the parkway, I head to my workplace.
I parked my car in the back of the restaurant where we workers have a special door to get in from. After turning the car off, I grabbed my stuff and headed inside.
It's wall full, not full it was packed with teenagers and families. You had people waiting outside and people staring in different places. Waitresses were rushing from place to place. I think I saw one fall, poor girl. Maybe you need higher heels. Note the sarcasm.
I went into staff room, placing my keys and phone in my locker and took out my black apron and red headband. Just as I was tying the apron, two hands covered my eyes.
"Guess who?" The male voice said.
"Superman." I giggled.
"Nope. Guess again." He said.
"Ashton!" I squealed in joy.
"The one and only." He chuckled.
I turned around and hugged him. He hugged me back and spun me around.
"How you been?" He asked.
"Good." I lied, fake smiling.
"Are you sure?" He asked worriedly.
"No, this bitch broke my locket." I sighed.
"Why?" He asked mad. We made our way to the kitchen.
"I don't even know, but I left her a black eye." I said proudly.
"That's my girl. I'm glad you actually remembered what I taught you." He teased.
"Shut up." I said.
"Nichole and Ashton get to work!" Mr. Turner our boss, shouted at us.
"Nichole table four and Ashton table five." Mr. Turner said.
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