Looking

Chapter 1

34th West, Los Angeles California. 6:30 AM        

I slammed my hand on my phone hoping to stop the loud and annoying sounds that are being emitted. I soon realized that I can't be late for the third time this week or else my bitch of a boss would totally fire. I mumbled a line of profanities that would make a pirate proud as I made way to the small bathroom of the apartment that I shared with my best friend. I quickly did my morning routine and put on my uniform. I didn't like my job much but it payed enough. I slipped on a jacket soon after.

I walked to my kitchen to find my best friend and his boyfriend lip locking. 

"Come on guys, it's too early for all that. You guys could've waited until I left at least!" 

"Sorry Nells. But you should be leaving now anyways. It's already 7:15." said my best friend aka  

"Are you freaking serious!"

"Yeah and I don't feel like dealing with your boss again."

"Sam can you please drive me?"

"Sure." he said grabbing his keys and walking towards the door. I quickly gave his boyfriend Jude a hug and ran out after Sam.

We made our way to his car and got in. Not 15 minutes later, we got to Hooter's. 

I gave Sam a quick kiss on his cheeks and quickly made my way to the door. I entered and clocked in with literally thirty seconds left to spare. 

"I'm watching you Ornella." sneered my boss as she noticed my hard breathing.

"I'm sure you are Melinda." I sneered back walking to one of the other waitresses. 

"Any tables available?" I asked

"Uhm... Yeah, there's one upstairs." was her reply

"Alright thanks."

I made my way upstairs and looked at the table which I was going to take care of. It was fulled of a whole bunch of guys. 

Ugh, great... 

I made my way to the table and plastered a smile on my face.

"Hello, welcome to Hooter's, may I start you off with your drinks?"

All eight guys stopped to look at me but my eyes landed on one. He looked at me for a bit but got out of his daze before the rest.

"A 7Up" he replied in a hard tone

Well then, what crawled up his ass and died...

I wrote it on my notepad and turned to look at the others who were still staring.

I was beginning to feel awkward so I cleared my throat which seems to have done the job.

"Drinks or should I come back?"

I received a whole bunch of replies which I jumbled down on my notepad.

"Alright. You drinks will be with you soon."

I smiled and quickly walked away to place the orders. I let out a long breath that I didn't even know I was holding.

I waited for the drinks and as soon as I got them, I made my way back to the table. I wordlessly gave everyone their drinks and stood back up straight.

"Are you ready to order?"

After collecting the order's I began to make way to the kitchen. I was stopped by a voice calling to me.

"Ornella!"

I turned and realized that it was him who called me.

"Yes. Do you need anything?" I replied

"After your shift, I want you to meet me in the back."

The way the sentence was worded made me realize that he was telling me, not asking me.

"Uhmm no thank you... I don't do hookups so no."

"I'm not asking you."

"And I'm not going to so if that's all you wanted to do then I have to go get your food."

I turned my heel to walk away but was pushed by somebody.

"Any problems gentlemen?"

I realized that this voice belongs to Melinda so if he said anything about my behavior just now, she'' be sure to fire me.

I looked at the man and gave him my most convincing pleading look.

"No, not at all" he said looking straight at me " I was just telling Ornella here that she should meet me later at the end of her shift."

"Oh, Ornella's shift doesn't end until late today."

I looked at her but she was already glaring at me. Her chest was pushed out to show her cleavage which was fake as hell.

"Then during her break."

"Today is a busy day..." she muttered

"Listen, I don't care what you say, she will meet me later." he said in a very firm voice that even made scary Melinda flinch.

"Alright..." she threw me one last glare then stomped her way back downstairs.

I wasted no time making my way back to the kitchen.

When the food was finally ready, I put it all on a cart and made my way over to the damned table.

I again, handed everyone their food and this time, when I finished I quickly made my way to the kitchen to take a break.

I already know this day is going to be shit.

After at least twelve tables and no breaks, my shift was finally over. I hung up my apron and waved good-bye to the workers in the kitchen. Completely forgetting about the guy in the morning, I began to make my way home. Soon, a matte black Lamborghini appeared to my side.

The windows were rolled down and his face was revealed with a smirk. 

"I hope you didn't forget about our meeting cupcake."

SHIT!

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