Disclaimer: I own Ashley Mathews. I absolutely do not own the characters of the Outsiders. Those belong to the great S.E. Hinton.
"I am SOOOO going to get you for that!" Angela giggled after I had splashed water all over her as we were cleaning up the Dingo's kitchen.
Oh, by the way my name is Ashley Mathews...Ash for short.
Angela had a towel ready to whip me with just as our boss, Rick, entered the kitchen.
"Will you two quit goofing off and get back to work?!" He said, attempting to sound stern but failed miserably. He adored us and we knew it.
"Right away, sir!" I said and saluted him as Angela giggled. I marched to the front to finish wiping down tables and setting the chairs on top of them for mopping.
As I was wiping down the last table I heard the bell on the door chime. I casually glanced up and saw a man who seemed strangely familiar to me.
He had rusty colored hair, just like mine and Two-bits. He also had grey eyes too, also like mine and Two-bits...
"I'm sorry sir, we're closed," I said casually as a lump formed in my throat and a knot in my stomach.
"I just need one moment...to speak with you, miss," The man said to me. I felt my stomach lurch...I had a funny feeling about this guy...
"I'm sorry sir, do I know you?" I asked look at him from across the diner.
"I'd certainly hope so, Ashley. I'm your father."
Sorry it was so short to begin with! More to come soon, I promise!