Gangleader's Princess

His Princess

I woke up to the sound of my iPhone 4 going off in my ear. Which wasn't very pleasant..... I quickly rushed towards the bathroom and took a shower because I couldn't be late to work.

After a 3 minute shower I hopped out and threw my hair into a messy wet bun. It was ok but it's the best I could do without a straightener or whatever girls use these days.

I slipped on my clothes that were at the bottom of my little broken dresser from when I was 8 years old and hurried downstairs.

I had to be quiet due to my Parents. They aren't the nicest of people. It all started when I was 6 after my dad lost his job along with my mom and they both started drinking and doing drugs. They came home every night and did un imaginable horrors to me.

I got a job as soon as i could and tried to please them but nothing ever worked.....

But anyways back to the problem...me being late to work!

I ran outside the door after grabbing the only backpack I've ever been able to afford before running out of the house like it was on fire. I hurried down the streets running past people who look at me with the same look everyday I run by.

Sympathy is the only thing people look at me with. I don't know why. I mean they don't know what I go through.

I arrived at the small funky restaurant that was older then most but had a homey feel to it. I worked where ozzi and Riley my only friends worked. Wow that sounded sadder then I thought It would.

I hurried and changed into the uniform that was ugly but the only thing the manager could afford for us. She's never here but we take good care of this place because it's our home.

I walked out and made sure the makeup I put on was good before I left the house.

I rolled down my sleeves farther and saw a tray clash down in front of me.

"They did it again didn't they?" Riley asked.

"What?" I asked trying to act normal as I grabbed my paper and pen.

"I don't get why you endure this much torture. You have a beautiful voice you could go run off and become a millionaire or something but you choose to stay." She says rolling her eyes.

"I can't do that my voice sounds like someone trying to sing while getting raped by a donkey. And never mind that put a picture that no one should ever see in my head." I said.

I walked away not wanting to talk about my parents to a table in the back. I saw a little boy around age 5 look up at me with adorable brown eyes.

"Hello everyone my names Luna. Um what can I get for you today." I said with a shy smile.

"Hi! Can me and my husband get the number 2 combo with your famous hash browns. And what do you want hun." The women asked with a cheery smile.

"Um can I g-get some m-mac and cheeses please." He asked with a cute stutter.

"Of course sugar plum and how about a vanilla milkshake with that." I said looking up at the parents for a silent permission. They nodded and smiled at me.

He cheered and hugged me making me smile.

I felt eyes on me but I waved it off. It's probably ozzi making sure I'm ok.

I gave the cook the order and Riley pulled me behind the counter into the locker room where ozzi was.

"Can...can you go serve table 11." Riley asked with fear in her eyes. Well that's new.

"What why? That's your section?" I asked confused.

"Um because the most powerful gang leader in the world ya know is sitting their and I might shit myself if I go over their." She said.