Go-go Squeeze NS X Y/N

The Waiter

So just imagine.

A girl in a mansion bunking with her best friends

Yeah,

That's not me.

Not yet at least. Lets just start from the beginning

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September 21, 2016

"Excuse me. Sir are you ready to order"

I looked behind my seat to see a hazel eyed boy behind me taking his order.

But of course just like any skinny-ass fuck boy in this town he ordered a salad.

Lesson #1 you are what you eat. And if your nothing but a boring ceazer salad your not fun.

The bronze red-headed girl in front of me huffed out of her nose and smiled.

God-damn she was so pretty.

There was never a girl I was friends with that I didn't want to be.

My thick lips, my (y/s/c) skin, my imperfect body.

I hated my self.

Instagram:You just got a messge from SadieKiller

Damn right at the chorus. I paused Spotify and tured back around to my dearest friend taking out my headphones.

"What the fuck did you just text me?"

Sadie chuckled lightly.

"A meme"

"You are a meme"

"Actually im FANDOM TRASH get it right BISH "

"Fucking meme- anyway what are you ordering,"

"What are you,"

"I don't know that's why im asking YOU"

"Like a burger or something? Anyway what are you listening to-"

I slapped her hand before she could grab my phone.

"My favorite"

"Not your favorite"

No knows my favorite.

"Your only clue is its the best song in the universe"

"WOW I LOVE THAT SONG"

We both laughed hysterically until counter lady came.

"Ma'am order?" the waitress said firmly.

"Sorry we were-"

The waitress interrupted Sadie.

"You were just about to give me your order"

Fine needy bitch.

"I'll take a burger and lemonade, please" Sadie said shyly.

Um, not on my watch trick-ass bitch.

"I'll have an applesauce"

"Applesauce?"

"Preferably Go-go squeeze"

Everyone looked at our table.

Sadie gave me a look that screamed "what are you doing"

Well did I mention I have an aggression problem? Its like really bad. So bad that I literally argue with my teachers until they give me a better grade.

Even worse this one time I punched a kid in the face...IN THE 4TH GRADE!

Then why, why do so many people want to be my friend?

Well every single tantrum I pulled was for a good reason. At least that's what I think.

So what, im protective. Well EXTRA protective.

"Um we don't serve that-"

"The customer is ALWAYS right. And you were the one that yelled at my friend right? If you don't do what I ask im telling your manager, you'll be fired and we'll both laugh in your face. So get me god-damn applesauce. Please and thank you."

Sadie sunk down in her seat.

"Get out right now "

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"Thanks for sticking up for me. AND GETTING US KICKED OUT"

"THAT WHORE YELLED AT YOU"

"I know you were put in juvenile detention for your weird aggression problem but your older now"

I looked at her solemnly trying to find something to say.

"It's time to grow-up"

Growing up. That phrase sent a chill up my spine.

After that sentence the only sound we heard was the cool fall breeze whistle against our ears.

"Well?" Sadie said breaking the silence.

"Im sorry"

"Apologie accepted!" Sadie said cheerfully.

"So-"

"Im still mad at you"

"Damn"

A/N: Here I am once again...