Riverdale Is My Home pt2

Eight

Pop Tate had given me a job! I was a waitress, and I started today after school. So, 3:30 pm until 11:30 pm. My hours would obviously varry on the day. FP was the one showing me how to do everything today but since I was still under 18, I legally couldn't work from midnight to 7:00 in the morning. But Pop said he would change that once I turn 18 next year.

I also found an amazing rent house, and had only talked to my mom about it. She said she'd get it under her name, as I'm still underage, but she understood I wanted my own Freedom. Someone was living their at the moment, but they leave in May. The owner and my mom talked, and she told me I could move in, in June.

She said my graduation present, would be her helping me furnish the house. She also told me we were aloud to go look at it as soon as she got back, in a few more weeks. I walked into Pops, looked around before I seen FP walking towards me from a table. "Outfit please" I said, causing him to chuckle before walking behind the counter and setting a uniform on top of it. I put my purse behind the counter before taking the outfit and walking to the bathroom.

I quickly changed, and put my other clothes under the counter with my purse. FP gave me a pen and pad while quickly just explaining things to me. I heard the doorbell ring and my head shot towards it, seeing B, V, and Kevin coming in. "Do I need to go with you?" he joked, making me roll my eyes with a smile before making my way over "What can I get y'all to drink" I said, clicking the pen open.

"When did you get a job here?" Kevin asked, and I could hear him holding a chuckle back, kinda pissing me off. "It's my first day, now what can I get you" I said, more to the point, a little less nice. "Why?" Veronica said, giggling. I looked at her, with a 'are you fucking kidding' face. "If you aren't going to order, you'll have to leave" I said, dropping my arms.

"We are! We are, but why get a job?" "Because, Veronica, when you grow up I guess you'll understand" I said, "Now, what do you want?"

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It was a little before eleven, when Pop told me I could go ahead and leave. I cleaned up my last table and picked up the tip, which we kept half of, the other half goes in the register. So I sat on a chair behind the counter while counting out my tips, before halfing them and putting it into the drawer, leaving me with $63 and some change, so in total I made $123 with change. That's good for a first day, right?

I wasn't totally sure. I said bye to the two men before I went to my car and started it up. I made my way home, and in the door trying not to fall. "Caden, why the hell did Ronnie call me crying!?" "I don't know" I said tiredly, while heading towards the stairs to go shower. "Re- why are you in a Pops uniform" "Because I got a job, you might try it sometime" I said as I started up the stairs.

"This conversation isn't done, Caden!" "Well it is now!" I screamed back as I slammed my bedroom door shut. I dropped my clothes onto the bed along with my bag and purse before I grabbed some pajamas and made my way to the bathroom.

I took a little longer to shower then normal. But, when I was done I slipped on one of Moose's hoodies and some of my underwear. I made my way down the stairs while wrapping a towel around my head as I made it into the kitchen, where Archie and Fred were talking quietly.

"How was your first day at work, Caden?" Fred asked, pushing Archie's words aside and ignoring him. "Good, besides Veronica being a bitch" I said with a sheeish smile. "She was the bitch!? She called me BAWLING!" I turned to him as I opened a can of sprite, "Heard of the boy who cried wolf?" I asked before taking a drink.

"What exactly did she do that was so rude Caden" I sat-well, slammed, the can of soda down, causing a bunch to come out the top hole and spill all over my hand and the counter. "She really came in there, and had the audacity to LAUGH at me for getting a job, that girl doesn't know any other way to get money then illegally, obviously like her daddy!" I said angrily.

"Alright, both of you! Archie, go to bed, Caden clean the mess up and you go to bed too!" my glare at Archie remaind for a second before I moved to grab the sponge and toss the can into the sink.