Katherine is a girl from San Francisco, California and is in LA trying to make it as a model/actress. She works as a waitress in Applebee's, typical aspiring actress right? Well she's insecure about herself in so many more ways than one. What happen...
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Katherine's POV I was busy cleaning off tables when a few boys walked in.
"Hey, guys. It's seat yourself." I said before walking back to get my pad and pen. I walked to where they went to sit. "Welcome, my name is Katherine and I'll be your server tonight." I said. They nodded. "Can I start you off with some drinks?" I asked.
"Dr. Pepper." The blonde hair boy said.
"Dr. Pepper." The two of the guys with brown hair said.
"I'll take a White Russian." The one with colorful hair said.
"I'm gonna need to see some ID." I said. He pulled his wallet out and grabbed his drivers license and gave it to me. I checked over it before handing it back and writing down his drink. "Would you guys like to start with an appetizer?" I asked.
"Just some chips and salsa." The blonde hair boy said. I wrote it down and went to the kitchen.
"I need an order of chips and salsa." I said while I made the drinks. I made the White Russian and put the drinks on a tray before walking out to them. I handed them their drinks. "Are you guys ready to order yet?" I asked.
"We still need another moment." The colorful hair guy said. I nodded and walked to the back. One of the guys was staring at me and it was making me uneasy. I just brushed it off and took their chips and salsa out to them. "We're ready to order." He said. I wrote down their orders and went back and put it through to the cooks before I went and cleaned more. I work at Applebee's and it's fun and all, but it doesn't hardly pay enough. The order was ready and another server, Maria, helped me get the food to them. I set the plates down in front of everyone.
"If you need anything else please let me know." I said and walked off with the trays.
"Hey, Katherine. I'm gonna have to send you home early." My manager, Taylor, said.
"Okay, that's fine." I said. I was supposed to get off in an hour, so it's okay with me.
"Just finish that one table and you can leave. Laura is here early so I'm gonna let her cover every other booth." She said. I nodded and went back out with pitchers for the drinks and went to the guys and poured them their Dr. Pepper's. I looked at the guy with colorful hair.
"Would you like anything else to drink?" I asked.
"I'll take another White Russian." He said. I nodded before walking off to making it. After I made it, I walked over and handed it to him with the bill before walking to where my manager was at.
"Hey, Taylor. Mind if I talk to you a sec?" I asked.
"Sure, is it something needing to be said in private?" She asked. The thing is, Taylor is someone you have a love/hate relationship with and she's a great manager.
"Yeah, sort of." I said. She nodded and looked at Christy who just rolled her eyes and walked away. Christy is Taylor's little sister who hates everything and anyone. We walked into the office. "So, Taylor, listen. You're a great manager and all. I appreciate that you gave me a job when I was in dire need of it. But I'm having to give my two weeks notice. I have other things I'm working on and it's taking off. If it wasn't taking off, I would definitely stay." I twiddled my fingers as I spoke. She sighed and took her glasses off.
"Well, I'm glad I had the chance to work with you, you're an amazing and hard worker. It's sad that you're gonna be leaving us. But if this is what you're wanting to do, that's fine. Just know I will always welcome you back with open arms." She said causing me to smile.
"Thank you, Taylor." I said.
"You're welcome, go ahead and head out there." She said. I nodded and walked back out and went to the guys. The one who ordered the White Russian gave me his card with the bill. I went and put it through and brought the paper for him to sign. He signed it and then they left. I cleaned everything up and saw they left at $50 tip which is really generous. Once everything was clean I gathered my stuff and saw the original bill had a phone number on it telling me to text them and it had their name. Colby. It was scribbled in a neatly handwriting. We usually toss the original ones anyways. I entered the number in my phone and tossed the paper before walking out to my car. Now you may be wondering what I've been working on, I'm a model and I've been trying to become one for Victoria's Secret and it finally took off, so I had to give my two weeks. I got in my car and drove home.
~ I was writing in my notebook debating whether or not to text this Colby kid. I knew it had to be one of the guys from the table with the White Russian. Maybe it was the guy who ordered that? Biting my lip I set my pen down and grabbed my phone. I clicked on his contact and clicked the text bubble. To say I was nervous was an understatement, I didn't know who this Colby person was or anything. After maybe five minutes of debating on whether I texted him or not, I decided to text him. What's the worse that can happen? There are a lot of bad things that can happen, Katherine! You have seen Criminal Minds and Law & Order! I sighed and texted him.
Katherine: Uh, hi, it's Katherine from Applebee's I'm not quite sure which one of you guys left me your number...is this Colby?
Of course it's Colby, idiot!
I hit sent and clicked out of the messages. I should probably tell you a bit about myself. Well, my names Katherine Samara, I'm 22 years old and I'm from San Francisco, California. I aspire to be a model/actress and the model part is coming true so far. I was in a pretty bad relationship that ended up abusive and very bad that I was so lucky to get out of it without being sent to the hospital. I guess that's all about me, let's get on with the show! My phone dinged signaling he texted back. I was skeptical as hell. I opened the phone and saw that he texted me back.
Colby:
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Now do know which one I am?
Katherine: Ooh, hello. May I ask why you left me your number?
*seen*
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