Love In a Diner Chapter 1
I just had an idea in my head so I'm going with it.
Naomi Campbell worked the overnight shift at Deerberg's grocery store as a stocker. She didn't really mind the job; sure the pay was shit, but for some reason the blonde liked the peace and quiet and not having a boss get on her ass about everything.
Another reason she liked the overnight shifts was that she would always go to her favorite diner, Ginghams, mainly because she was allowed to smoke. The place was a complete shithole. The building was built in the late 70's with ugly beige wallpaper that was chipping off and some of the leather brown booths had duct tape on them from age.
Never the less, Naomi liked the quiet atmosphere since hardly anyone came in there. She seriously did not know how they stayed in business. Maybe it was the amazing coffee that they had or the fact that there was a university close by. No matter what, Naomi loved the place. It gave her time to think. It gave her time to unwind before work. But the main reason that she loved the diner was the beautiful redheaded waitress.
The blonde discovered her one drunken night when she went out with a bunch of friends. Naomi's vision was hazy at the time, but she remembered those gorgeous chocolate eyes. She had told her friend Effy about the redhead and she suggested that she should go back to the diner. That was a year and a half ago. The blonde was twenty-four now and looking for an actual job as a politics teacher. She was getting impatient trying to find work and she was getting that feeling that most young people get when they're in their mid twenties. The feeling of trying to become an actual grown up and find a decent job and settle down with someone. She loved coming to the diner and having a routine, but she felt restless and trapped and wanted something big to happen.
The blonde haired opened the glass door to the diner and was instantly greeted by Jenny, one of the girls that knew Naomi by name.
"Hey Naomi. How's it going?", she asked
"Good. Cold as fuck outside", she said shivering.
"I know. They said it is supposed to get bad tonight", Jenny said as she grabbed some silverware and walked Naomi to her usual table in the back corner.
"Fucking great. Who is it tonight?", the blonde asked eagerly
"Emily", she winked at Naomi as she walked away.
Jenny knew that Naomi liked the redhead, but never said it out right to her.
A few minutes later and she saw the redhead come out of the kitchen door. She had a tray in her hand and was walking to a table to drop it off. As she walked over to the table, she held up her index finger telling Naomi she would be there in a second.
The blonde took off her dark brown Carhartt and threw it in the booth. She sat down and took out her pack of smokes. She lit one and took a long drag.
"So, what are you going to draw tonight?", a husky familiar voice asked.
Naomi jumped.
"Jesus. You scared the shit out of me", she said grabbing her heart.
The redhead laughed and apologized as she poured Naomi a cup of coffee.
"I don't know. What do you think?", the blonde asked
"Hmm… How about a rooster?", Emily laughed.
"A rooster?... Em, I am not drawing a rooster", she said.
"Fine. I don't know miss Van Gough. Something pretty", she joked.
Naomi and Emily had a special thing where every night that the waitress was working, the blonde had to draw her a picture on her napkin. The tradition had started when Naomi went back to the diner and drew a picture of the redhead. The redhead was so impressed and flattered the two ended up talking for hours.
"Okay", the blonde answered her and started to sketch something.
"Your usual?", the redhead asked, meaning her meal.
The blonde just simply nodded.
By the time the redhead had come back with her food, the blonde was finished with her drawing.
Emily put the plate down in front of the blonde and sat down opposite Naomi.
"So, what did you draw?", the redhead asked enthusiastically, practically jumping up and down in her seat.
The blonde chuckled at the redhead's childlike behavior and turned the napkin over. It was a cherry blossom tree, but without the pink in the flowers.
"Wow. That's amazing Naomi. My favorite tree. I'm going to hang this up when I get home", she said
"Em… you hang up all of my drawings. I'm starting to think you have no taste in decorating", the blonde laughed.
The redhead lightly hit her.
"Shut up… I'm serious though, why don't you show your work at like an art gallery?", she asked.
Naomi had thought about it, but she never had any confidence in her drawings. I mean she was a fantastic artist ever since she was a kid, but it had always been a hobby of hers. Nothing serious. To be honest, no one had seen her drawings except for her mom and Emily.
"I don't know. To me they are shit", the blonde said looking a little sheepish.
The brown eyed beautiful woman's mouth dropped in disbelief.
"Naomi are you fucking kidding me? These are brilliant", the redhead said raising her voice a bit.
"Thanks", the blonde smiled, "I don't know. I never pictured myself as an artist or whatever. I never had any support or confidence in my drawings", she said.
"Well I support you. I have every drawing you have ever done and when you become famous I'll be sitting in my living room with my seven cats telling myself that I knew Naomi Campbell", the redhead said proudly.
Naomi couldn't help, but smile. She really did like this girl. She couldn't believe how supportive she was and she hardly knew the blonde. The blue-eyed woman wish she could get to know the girl better. The redhead was so cute and sexy and smart that the blonde couldn't believe that someone like her was working in a diner.
"Cheers babe", Naomi winked at her and began to eat her food.
It's not like the blonde hadn't tried to get with Emily. She had at one point and the redhead had said that she was seeing someone. Later on, Naomi found out that she was dating a guy named Freddie and that was the end of it. Naomi didn't want to push it so she had decided that it would be better to be friends.
Throughout the two hours that Naomi was there, Emily would come over and chit chat about things. Mainly about customers and Naomi laughed.
Naomi finished her meal and got up from the table putting her coat back on. She left Emily a big tip like she always did and headed for the door.
"Laters, Em", Naomi smiled and waved at her.
"Bye. Will you be here tomorrow?", the redhead asked.
"Of course", the blonde said as if the redhead didn't know the answer.
"Okay. See you later", the redhead beamed at her.
Naomi walked out into the cold feeling it hit her face and headed to her car. Another eight hours of stocking. Yay. It was okay though cause that meant she would see the redhead tomorrow.
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