Heaven's POV
I swept the wooden shiny floor of my Uncle's restaurant im working at. The restaurant was getting empty as my shift started to slowly and quietly end making me the happiest person ever.
The door swung opened following a cute dark skinned guy with grills and a black hoodie. He resembled Xavier making my blood rush and making my grip tighter to the long broom.
"Welcome to Phillips. What can I do for you?" I said flashing him a warm smile and standing behind the counter. It took him a while to respond and when he did I got goosebumps.
"Can I get some nuggets?" The deep voiced man asked while looking at the menu above my head. I nodded my head and bit my lip avoiding his face.
"Sheryl I need a number 2." I called to Sheryl making her stand from her seat and slugging to the kitchen.
"What's your name?" He bluntly asked after Sheryl went into the kitchen. I looked up from my phone and tilted my head in a demented way.
"I'm Heaven and You?" I stuck my hand out watching his veiny hand shake mine.
"I'm Trey." His lips read. I tuned out and I all I saw was him. Until I was snapped back into reality when Sheryl pushed me. I took the bag from her hand and gave it to Trey.
"Have a nice night." My high pitched voice struggled to say out of nervousness. Wow.
