Ding ding!
"ORDER UP!"
Harper's POV
Hi my name's Harper, Harper From the Sylvester Diner, Harper Blythe.
"Harper! Table two please?!" Cook Fred announces for the 4th time.
"Ugh I'll get her, I swear Fred she's always like this." My boss Lindsay walks over to me slamming her hand against the booth. I jump a little.
"Haven't I told you for the millionth time NOT TO SIT HERE AND DAYDREAM ABOUT YOUR FANTASIES!?"
I choke. "I'm so so sorry ma'am, I-I'll get back to work I promise."
"Harper.. you've said that many times and I'm pretty positive you're not going to listen this time." She says in a higher tone.
She fake smiles and walks away with her 'too high for high heels'. (Like seriously this isn't a strip club)
I get up off the booth and grab the food from Cook Fred.
"I'm sorry Fred. You know me." Followed along with a sigh.
"Yes I do Ms. Blythe, but if you wanna keep a good living, I suggest you do what you need to do. Life is gonna get in the way... but always trust the right thing." He nods.
I take in a breath, and walk towards the table
"Yes that's mine."
I turn around and see I was giving the food to the wrong table. (Wow, I'm such a fool)
"You know-sigh-I am so sorry. I'm really out of it today.. almost everyday actually." I say walking and placing the meal down to a man with curly hair.
He takes a huge sniff of the meal.
"Thanks.." he looks up at me and laughs a little to himself.
"W-What? Is something wrong sir?"
"Nothing, nothing at all." He stabs the plate with the fork, breathing heavily.
I breathe slightly wide eyed, and walk back to the counter.
A few moments later, the curly headed man was gone. Where the hell did he go? I'M GOING TO GET FIRED IF I GET ANOTHER DINE AND DASH SITUATION IN MY HANDS.
I rush around and think that maybe he's just in the restroom, so I wait.
Suddenly there's a grasp around my waist and a hand stuck to my mouth. Next thing I knew, I woke up in a stranger's car.
Sounds of the engine was all I heard and a muffled voice saying:
"Hush Harper, everything is fine, I'm going to make you what you've always wanted to be. Trust me, you're going to do just fine babygirl..."
————-to be continued————-
A/N : THIS SUCKS SMH WTF ANYWHOO IM BORED SO HERES A LIL INTRO TO THIS STORY... CHARACTERS PREFERENCE IS ON NEXT PAGE 👉🏼
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Such A Doll {sabrina carpenter}
Novela Juvenil•.•. "Well aren't you such a doll . . . you'll do just fine" .•.• Teenage Harper Blythe was a 18 year old with the dream of having a successful modeling career. but the "fantasy" she had always hoped for...
