A Stalker In Compton

Chapter 1

"Order up!" The cook yelled.

I rushed over to the counter to grab the food. "Here's your BLT and here's your egg and bacon burger, enjoy," I said placing the food down on the table in front of the customers.

They thanked me as I walked away from the table. I stood behind the counter next to my best friend Krista.

"Hey," I said with a lousy sigh.

"What's up, you look tired," she said.

"I am tired, Alizza refused to go to sleep last night. I picked her up from school, fed her let her watch some TV then put her to bed at 8:30 and she didn't go to sleep until 11:50. That's damn near midnight!"

"Oh I'm sorry."

"It's okay, just need to get through the day so can spend the weekend with my baby girl."

"You took the weekend off? You haven't done that in a long time Angela."

"I know but I don't want us to have a fucked up mother-daughter relationship because I'm always working. Working and trying to make sure she doesn't become a fuck up like me and spend the rest of her life waiting tables at a Fat Burger restaurant."

"Don't start you are not a fuck up."

"Really? Look at where I'm standing and what I'm wearing." I was gesturing to my light blue waitress uniform. I hated this thing.

"OK but it's for you and your daughter. This is a good reason, it ain't the best thing to do but at least you're doing it and not laying on your behind."

"Right, look I have to go collect my tip."

I walked away from her and towards the table I was waiting before. As I walked away with a dollar and 50 cents I heard someone yell in for me.

"Aye tip girl, I know you saw us can we get some service over here," said a high and raspy voice.

I sighed and walked over to him. "Welcome to Fat Burger what do you want?"

"Damn with a pretty Face like that you're attitude is a little ugly" he said.

"Look man I'm...." I studied his face. He had brown eyes, full lips and shiny Jeri curls. I looked mat the other dudes that are with him. They all looked so familiar. Oh shit! "Oh my God, N.W.A?"

"That's us," said Dr. Dre.

"Oh wow, what are y'all doing here?"

"What a couple of niggas can't stop by the old neighborhood for a bite?" MC Ren asked.

"You can. Sorry for being so snappy it's been a long day."

"Yeah yeah, can I get some Lemonade?" Eazy-E asked.

"whatever, what do y'all want to drink?"

"How you gone apologize for having an attitude and yet still have one?"

"I didn't have one but now you are making it come back so shut up."

"Who you tellin to shut up?"

"You nigga, I'm tellin you to shut up and you better before I strap your midget ass in a high chair."

"I don't need yo bad service bitch."

"And I don't need ya bullshit." I snatched his Compton hat off his head and squirted ketchup on the inside of it then placed it back on his head. "Have a nice day," I said in fake sweet voice and with a fake smile.

I walked away to grab my stuff and then clocked out. "Asshole."

Chapter 1 is finished and there's more coming up soon. In the mean time check out my other book Straight Outta South Central. Comment and vote plz and thx.