y/n POVThis summer was supposed to be fun, instead of swimming and drinking milkshakes with my friends, I have to serve milkshakes.
If you haven't guessed it I work in a diner. I guess my mom got tired of going out with my friends all the time she decided I need a summer job.
Plus she said if I'm gonna live under her roof I'm going to have to help since I'm 18. I want to go to college next year, but right now I'm working on my music career.
The diner is never really busy, only on good days, and today is slow. I'm waitress, I have to deal with all types of assholes that walk through here. Mostly truck drivers.
I was listening to music, as I was cleaning off the tables. My boss is a complete neat freak, if he sees one speck of dirt he'll be on your ass until it's spotless.
My favorite song 'Summer On You' by prettymuch comes on and my whole demeanor changed from bored to amused. I shake my head to the lyrics because I just wish that could be reality.
After cleaning the tables. I put the bucket and rag in the back where the supply closet is. I went back to the front and it was still empty.
My shift doesn't end until 8 pm and it's only 11:34 in the morning it's gonna be a long day.
I lean against the counter and check my snap, I see all my friends having fun, while I'm miserable in a crusty diner. That's empty most of the day.
I sigh and I felt a presence behind me. I turn and see Ms.Fields. She's the nice old lady that I work with. Well she's not that old she's in her mid-50 and got the attitude of a 16 year old girl.
"Oh, hey Ms.Fields I thought this was your day off?" I said. She puts her apron on, and walks up to me, she puts her arm around my shoulder. I bend down a little because I'm taller than her but 4 inches.
"Sweetie, If I want to stay in my house, I'll have to work until I die." She said giving me a warm smile. I returned it back, I felt bad she works so hard for a women her age.
"But I was willing to take your shift, you work to hard, you need a relaxed day."
"Oh, sugar that sweet but I have responsibilities like everyone else in the world, I need every last dollar I can get." She giving me a kiss on the forehead. She's like the grandma I've never had. I never met my grandma because she died when I was a baby.
She walked in the back and I went back to listening to my music and leaning against the counter again.
I looked at time on my phone, like it was gonna go any faster. I then I admire my wallpaper. Zion Kuwonu or in my opinion 'The Sexiest Boy I've Ever Seen'
He so fine. I tired to go to see PRETTYMUCH on tour, but I was broke and didn't have a job, and my mom was not contributing any money for me to see them, so all I could do is dream.
But could you imagine it, Caleb Zion Kuwonu standing in front of me, looking into my eyes, he tell me he wants to be with me, and kisses me. Ugh I wish.
I feel one of my headphones get pulled out of my ear. I looked at the person who did it and it was Ms.Field. "Girl, you kids nowadays always on your phones, back in the day, we used to hop scotch and shoot the hop to have fun." She said.
"You mean basketball." I said chuckling at her.
"No." I didn't understand what she meant by that until it clicked in my head.
"Oh, that's gross." She was referring to sex.
"That's how your here, it's nothing you've never heard before." She said, I chuckled and paused my music.
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