Gasoline.

9

I went into work, and sighed dropping my bag down. Normani was wiping down a table. She had an early shift, so she'd been here for a few hours. "What's wrong with you?" she asked, dropping the rag into a bucket of soapy water. "I just got so little sleep. I am exhausted."

"Zayn kept you up all night, huh?" she wiggled her eyebrows. "Actually, yeah. He did." Normani's mouth popped open, and I shook my head. "Not like that.. he was snoring. He rarely snores, but he was snoring all night. I'm sad to say, but I was so happy when he left for work this morning." Normani laughed when I said that. Zayn was a paid intern at an accounting firm. It was a job that he got just to make his father happy. He enjoyed it sometimes though.

Two men walked in, and Dinah's mother seated them. One was an older man, and the other looked about four years older than me. They were both in crisp suits. "Wow, more customers! I'm shocked," Normani laughed. She said it in a joking manor, but some days were a lot better than others lately. "You can take that table. I'm going on my break. Cover my table for me, it's 6." I nodded, patting my pocket on my waist apron to make sure I had my notepad and pen.

"Hi, I'm Lauren. I'll be waiting on you today. Can I start you off with drinks?" I asked. The older one nodded. "How about just starting us off with waters right now, Lauren." I nodded my head. "Appetizers or anything?" I asked.
"What would you recommend? We're actually ready to order. We had a long day in the office," the younger one said, looking up from his menu. He had sky blue eyes like Evan, but dark brown hair. He was attractive. "Well, there is something called the poly meltdown. It's a fan favorite here." He nodded his head, and gave me a thumbs up. "I'll take that. What about you, Elliot?" Elliot nodded his head.

"I'll go put that in and bring you your waters."

When I returned Elliot was gone, but I had seem him make his way to the bathroom. I placed the waters down, and when I went to walk away, the younger one stopped me. "Yeah?" I questioned. "Is this a part timer for you?" I wasn't following. "The job, I mean."

"Lately it's been, but it's my only job." He nodded his head, and pulled a pen out of his pocket. "We're looking for a secretary for our specific office. We work at a law firm. All you have to do is take calls, and write down appointments when people call. Fourteen an hour." He handed me the napkin. I read the paper. His name is Carter Dominic. "You don't have to give me an answer now, but just think about it." I nodded my head, slipping it into my apron pocket.

I walked around the counter and into the break room. Normani was laying on the couch with her headphones in her ears and her eyes closed. I took a foam cup, and threw it at her. She shot up, pulling the headphones out. "You scared the shit out of me!" She threw the cup back at me. "Guess what just happened to me?" I sat down beside her.

"Someone tipped you a billion dollars?" I laughed at that, and rolled my eyes. I dug in my pockets, and handed her the napkin. She read it, and looked up at me. "What is this?"

"A job offer. The guys that came in with the suits on, well the young one offered me a job as the secretary. It's fourteen an hour."

"Well, are you going to take it? You'd be ridiculous not to."

"I know, but I love it here at the Hansen's." I frowned, finding myself in an unwanted predicament. "It's fourteen an hour Lauren. We're making barely anything."
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A week had passed since I got the job offer. Zayn was telling me to take it, as well as my family. When I arrived home from Zayn's with Zayn, Normani was coming back at the same time from her shopping spree. "Beat ya!" she exclaimed. Her shopping bags scattered around her as she struggled to find her key. By the time I reached the door, she found it and opened the door. Zayn helped her bring her bags in.