"I always carry a lighter"
Alyssa Jones grew up in Point Place, Wisconsin. It was the mid 70's; LED Zeppelin and Pink Floyd were popular, and everything else was sex and drugs.
Since she was little, she always kept to herself. Never any...
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I was wiping down the counter of bar, after spilling Mike's, a regular costumers, beer. He and his friend, Brad, sat there laughing while I angrily tried to wipe up all the beer before it made its way to the floor. "Will you guys shut up already? I get it, it's hilarious" I said glaring at them, turning to get a mug for another beer "Oh, lighten up" Mike said stealing Brad's beer "You should be happy we like you and don't complain" I rolled my eyes at him, handing Brad the new beer. Mike and Brad have been coming to this bar since before I can remember. Its my fathers bar, and they were buddies in high school. I have been working here since I was 12 and I remember them coming here when I was about 6, when the bar first opened, when I used to come in to see my dad. They are super nice guys, typical guys at that. Love sports, beer, make lame jokes and come here to hide from their wives. I grabbed the dirty mugs and took them to the back kitchen, placing them in the sink. As I walked back out, the front door burst opened, and 4 guys entered, clearly to young to be here. How do I know that? I go to school with all of them. I heard mumbles coming from them as they sat down at a table near the bar, "Shut up Kelso" "Just don't talk you are going to blow it". I laughed to myself as I grabbed my apron, tying it around my waste and heading over to there table. "Hi, can I get you guys anything?" I said smiling, purposely looking at Michael as I talked. "We are legal age you know! We have ID's!" He burst out. I laughed quietly, nodding with a "yah sure you are" smile on my face, and looked towards Eric as he punched Michael. He looked up at me smiling, "Uhm we will just split a large fry for now" I nodded and turned on my heals to walk away. That made my night, he's just as dumb as he is in math. I walked into the back kitchen telling Al, our cook, the order. As I walked back out the kitchen doors, I looked up to meet the eyes of Steven leaning on the bar. I felt myself tense for a split second. When did he become so hot? I walked to the bar, standing in front of him, "Can I get you something?" I asked him. "Yah, I'll take 4 beers please" He said coolly "Aren't you a little young to be ordering beer?" I asked cunningly "Aren't you a little young to be working at a bar?" He shot back with a smirk I smiled, turning to grab the beers. Son of a bitch. I popped the caps off them, sliding them to him as he turned and walked away. I didn't notice myself watching him walk away until I heard someone clear their throat to my left. I slowly turned my head to look at the 2 men waving their empty glasses at me impatiently. I shook my head, getting them each another beer before I heard the bell ring, letting me know the fries are done. I grabbed them out of the window and walked over to the guys table. I placed them down, asking if they would like anything else to which I received a polite "no thank you" from Fez. I smiled at him before quickly glancing at Steven who shot me a wink as I walked back towards the bar. I would be lying if I said I didn't have butterflies after that. About 20 minutes later I heard the chairs across the floor, followed by the front door opening and closing. I came out from the back to see they had left. Grabbing a cloth, I headed over to the table to clean it up. They had left the money for the bill, plus a nice tip, how kind. I heard the door swing open, I look up to see Steven walking back towards the table. "Did you forget something?" I asked him, looking around the table "No," He replied, "I actually came to see if you were around tonight? I was thinking maybe you could stop by my place after work?" He looked at me with a cocky smirk. Usually I hated when a guy was like that but not tonight. I looked down feeling myself blush, before looking back to him, "Yah I'm sure I could find time to stop by" He reached over the table, grabbing my pen out of my apron, then wrote his address on a napkin in front of him before handing me it. He winked again, "See you later" and left once more. I stood frozen for a second. Yes, yes, yes. I turned and looked at Mike and Brad at the bar who were smiling at me with their eyebrows raised. "If you guys could move along, I have somewhere to be." I said walking past them innocently into the back room as I heard them chuckle. ••• After my shift I headed towards Stevens. Thankfully his house wasn't that far of a walk from the bar. When I got there, I saw Steven sitting out front holding a joint, he looked up, sitting up and giving me a nod. "Are you going to light that, or just look at it?" I asked him, sitting down beside him laughing lightly. "Well, I would light it if I had a lighter" he answered looking back down at it I pulled my bag to my feet and open the side zipper pulling out my lighter handing it to him. He looked at it, then at me, before slowly taking the lighter from me, lighting it and handing it back. "Lucky for you, I always carry a lighter" I said smiling and taking the lighter back He laughed as he took a breath in and offered me the joint. When we were finished, we stood up and headed towards the house. I began walking towards the door, when I felt him grab my wrist, dragging me towards the back of the house. "Where are we going?" I whisper yelled. He didn't answer and just continued to pull me along until we got to a window. He climbed in through the window before reaching his hand out and helping me through. I stepped into what I assume was his bedroom. Before I could even take in my surroundings, Steven's hands were on my waist and had my back pressed up against the wall. He began kissing my neck, making my head fall back. This is going to be a fun night.
