From One Mistake Comes Many Gifts

Ch. 1

Chapter 1

Logan's POV

Brandon and I sat down at a table in a new restaurant called Karaoke Café. It was supposed to be an amazing place for teenagers to hang out. A few minutes passed before a girl in a waitress's outfit with long tan legs and blonde princess curls walked up to our table.

"Hi, my name is Alex," she introduced herself. "Are you ready to order, or can I start you off with a drink?" I couldn't help but be awed by her beauty. Close up, I could see that she had piercing green eyes that looked as if they were scanning everything at once.

"Um..." I started. Great, now I sound like an idiot, I thought to myself.

"I would like an organic strawberry smoothie please," Brandon answered.

"And I would like a coke -oh- and do you mind adding red food dye to my drink?" I asked.

She raised an eyebrow at me, as if I had grown two heads, but I ignored it-I'm used to that.

"Uh... sure," Alex said uncertainly. "I'll be back in a minute." She walked toward that kitchen and came back with our drinks. "Now, do you know what you guys want to eat, or do you need more time?"

"No, I think we're ready," replied Brandon. We placed our orders and watched the girl as she walked away.

"Wow!" I exclaimed, not able to get anything else out. Just then the blondie came to our table and placed our orders in front of us. The second Brandon's taco touched the table, he dug in.

A girl with black, spiky hair walked up to Alex and whispered something in her ear. I heard something about a baby. I wonder what they're talking about. I'll figure it out one way or another, I vowed to myself, determined.

Alex's POV

I noticed Paloma (my best friend) trudging toward me. "Hey Alex," she whispered in my ear, "Your baby wants you." I nodded my head and told her, to wait a second and that I would be right there. Paloma nodded her head and trudged back to kitchen. I started to walk away from the costumers' table, but stopped abruptly when I heard the voice of the teenager with black hair and sea-green eyes.

"Do you really need to go?" he sputtered out quickly.

"Yes, I do need to go." The young man's face dropped in disappointment; I couldn't help but feel a little smug that I had that effect on him.

"Yeah," he agreed, "you're probably busy so..." he trailed off.

"Bye," I said before adding, "Just ask a waiter to get me if you need anything." I walked towards the door that said "Employees Only". As I stepped in the break room the stench of poop filled my nose. I wrinkled my nose but smiled at Cassandra, my 1 year old daughter.

"MAMA," screamed my baby in delight, "I did a stinky!"

I beamed at her and cooed," Yes you did, didn't you?" Cassandra giggled and clapped her hands. Ten minutes later I had changed my daughter's diaper and sang her to sleep. Lucky for me, the room was sound proof so my baby wouldn't wake up and start bawling every two minutes. I smiled down at her and then got up with a sigh, "Back to work," I told myself.

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*RING!* I groaned as I pressed snooze on my alarm. Five more minutes, I thought to myself.

"WAAAA!" screamed Cassandra. Really?! Well so much for five more minutes. I quickly got up and shuffled to Cassandra's crib; she was hungry. A minute later I came back to the room with a cup of baby food and started to feed it to her.