Wanted (A Justin Bieber Story)

Chapter 2

As I walk to the boys' booth, the aroma of sweet coffee fills my nostrils.

"Hey, babe! Can I get another coffee?" Fredo asks as he pushes his plate forward, indicating he was finished.

"One coffee, anything else?" I ask as I take the yellowish plate in my hands.

"Yeah, that kiss!" Fredo stretches a grin on his face. I roll my eyes in response.

"Can I have another root bear?" Justin asks, biting his pink bottom lip.

"Yep, one root beer and one coffee." I turn away and walk to make some coffee and grab a root beer.

"Keep shaking that ass, baby!" Za calls. I roll my eyes but keep walking.

I scurry back to their booth and hand Fredo his coffee and Justin his root beer. I take the three plates that have been pushed aside for me to pick up.

"Can we have our check?" Justin asks, taking out a brown leather wallet and running his fingers through his golden hair.

"Of course, check will be right up!" I smile and scurry to the counter to get the check. I come back and sit it down on the booth.

"Hey, I'm going to go home." Marissa smirks as she steps beside me.

"Hi, boys." She comments to them.

"Okay, be safe. Tell Michael I said hi." I tell her before she leaves.

"Here, you go." Justin smiles as he hands me the check with a blue and silver credit card.

I come back to their booth and hand Justin his credit card. "So what's your name, anyway?" Za asks, stretching his arm around the booth.

I twist my head and tap the small pin on my yellow button up collar shirt that read 'Carly'. "Oh haha. I saw that." He comments, waving his hand in a weird motion.

"Let's go, guys. Let her get home." Justin comments to his buddies.

"Bye, Carly. When they leave just lock the register, clean up and head home." Ollie smiles at me. I turn to him as he is putting some dishes in the sink.

"Bye, Carly. See you soooon!" Fredo yells as he is walking through the door, dragging out the 'o'. Strange, why exactly would we see each other so soon? I turn back to the booth and spot something that no one has ever left me. A $100 dollar tip.

I frantically grab it and bring it to my lips, kissing it repeatedly. I could finally pay my rent that I owed.

I wrap my fingertips around the cups and stick them in the sink. Ginger or Ollie would take care of that first thing in the morning. I was not going to stay in this cafe for another fucking minute. Damn you Ginger. I think as I check the time. I grab the keys out of my pocket and stick the golden key in the a cash register key hole. I take off my apron and wrap it around my silver wallet. I wrap my fingers around my car keys and start to leave.

I step out of the door and a cold gust hits me in the face. It felt good outside being cold and all instead of being in that damn hot cafe. I turn to lock it, sticking the silver key in the small keyhole.

I turn back around and start to slowly walk to my car. The obnoxious guys flash in my mind. Justin was actually very nice and non obnoxious.

Suddenly, a big hand covers my mouth and I am lunged against the brick wall.