He's an immature woman swindler, an absolute idiot... so how the hell did he get accepted into my dream college before me?! He doesn't care about school - his modo is "Weed, skate, and bitches" so why the fuck do I have to deal with him?...lets just...
I couldn't believe I was sitting here servicing them, of all people. It pissed me off. To the max.
My body tenses as I hear Jay call me, "Y/N?, Girl, where you at?!"
Fuck My life....
"Comin!" I screamed as I kick my feet and began to roll towards the break room door. I start to roll towards the kitchen but I can still see them from behind the counter.... I swallow as I watch them quietly, They're laughing and playing around, Everyone meaning Sero, and That dumb skater kid. They were making a mess I would have to clean up and they were laughing about it, They where probably making some dumb joke.
"Get in here." Jay said as I appeared in the small view window the kitchen had. I open the swinging door and step it, "I need you to buss these tables. Only you, May and Ruri are Available today and Ruri is running late."
"Jay I can't right now..." I mutter.
His eyes widen as he stops fiddling with the french fries, "Whatcu' mean You can't?" I open my mouth but he cuts me off quickly, "What am I paying you for Y/N? If you can't help me with any damn tables?! Your father told me to give you this job because you Needed it, So act like it!"
I let out a scoff, before giving him a stink face he didn't catch onto. I pick up my feet and began to roll out to the dinner part, They were still at the booth chatting away about whatever.... It wasn't even the fact I had to serve them, It's the fact I'm going to have to see him when I get off work as well...
Dammit...
I step from behind the counter and I slowly start my first table. I can almost see the skater one peeking over the back of the booth. I roll my eyes as I collect fry bins off table four.
I can't stand 9-5's
I move to table five and I can hear more talk coming from their table...
"Her ass fat."
"Fuck her ass, I wanna motorboat her chi-chi's"
"You wanna repeat dat' a lil louder!?" I say, as I whip around to face table six, The red heads cheeks are pink as he pulls his beanie down to cover his face – ashamed, The girl isn't even paying attention as she sips her drink and taps the screen of her phone mindlessly.
