MISSING STARRING ROLE by PetalsOfRose
Chapter one - The Man in the Duster
I hadn't heard such loud screams from the ladies' room since Mia decided she wanted a raise. Her solution was fucking our boss. Now I was pretty sure I heard two female voices. Mia's shrill voice was easily recognized.
"Omigod! Yees!" the other voice screamed. It was Camille, our co-worker. What were they doing? I knew my break was over and I didn't have the time to investigate. On the other hand…
My curiosity got the best of me and I pulled down the door handle and entered the restroom. Camille and Mia were standing before the mirror applying makeup on their already dolled up faces. I had to admit I was a little disappointed. Hot lesbian sex on a bar toilet would have made good gossip.
"Oh, hey Rose," Mia said casually when she saw me in mirror.
"Hey. You realize your shifts aren't over yet, right? Hans is not going to be happy if he catches you out here, when the bar is so busy."
Camille stopped smearing foundation all over her face and smirked at me in the mirror.
"Fuck Hans-"
"Already did!" Mia giggled.
"- have you seen who's out there? Omigod! I am going to die. In my section!"
The two girls started screaming again and fanning themselves with their hands.
I was about to ask who it was that had captured the girls' attention, when there was an angry banging on the door from the bar.
"GIRLS! Come out here! Now!"
Mia and Camille strutted out to Hans, smiling flirtingly.
"Hathaway! Get out to the costumers this very moment or you'll get drawn in salary!" Hans yelled at me. I clenched my jaw. He had already yelled at me once the day, because I forgot my name tag at home. All he did was sending my two co-workers a stern look.
"Yes sir! I'm sorry-"
Hans took me by the shoulders and gently pushed me in the directions of my section. My cheeks heated when I saw how full the bar was at the moment.
I hurried over to two young girls who looked like they were in their early twenties. They were both looking at something across the bar. I cleared my throat to capture their attention.
"Hello, my name is Rose. I'm your waitress tonight and-"
"Is that Dimitri Belikov?" one of the girls asked and pointed at something across the room.
I followed her finger and saw that the girls were not the only one staring at something over there.
At a table in Camille's section sat a very tall man with long dark brown hair pulled back into a short ponytail. I couldn't make out more details about the man from where I stood, but it really looked like he was wearing a duster. The duster was Dimitri Belikov's trademark. It couldn't be him, could it? Dimitri Belikov at Miss Croft's? It wasn't a famous exclusive bar or anything. We mostly served the same locals over and over, and in the summer we lived off the tourists. The man in the duster looked away from his waitress, Camille, and made eye contact with me. I blushed and turned away as soon as his brown stare met mine. I couldn't be caught drooling over the costumers. I really needed this job. I focused my attention on the two girls again.
"Wha-what can I get you two? I stammered flushed.
The girls looked back at me just long enough to give me their orders, before they again turned their attention to the man in duster.
As I readied the girls' fries and burgers, Camille came over to me.
"Dimitri Belikov chose my section! Mine! Omigod! Give me those!" she whispered excited and snatched the box from my hands.
"Hey, those-" I protested angrily. Just because the cowboy wannabe looked like Dimitri Belikov, it wasn't fair that he got his food before the other costumers.
"Shut up, Rosie! A celebrity is always a first priority!"
I opened my mouth to come with an angry answer when Camille turned around on her heels and strutted back to the cowboy wannabe's table. She swayed her hips so violently that it was a miracle she didn't fall over in her 5" heels. All the waitresses at the bare wore a shirt, black skirt and black shoes. Camille always wore a tight shirt, short skirt and heels. For some reason her section was always full of drooling men.
"Hathaway! Food on the table! Now!"
I swallowed my anger and went back to my job. I was a professional after all.
The bar was busier than usual that night and I kept myself occupied. Mia and Camille kept giggling and most of the costumers were ogling the man like he was Jesus Christ himself. I only sneaked a few glances at him of course. Camille literary pressed her exposed cleavage into his face as she pointed out some good wines on the wine card.
I was on the way to an elder gentleman's table with a tall beer when I ran smack into something very hard. And very alive. I went down on my ass. Pain shot through my whole body and I could feel something wet on my chest. The beer had spilled all over my uniform. I realized the hard thing had in fact been a person.
"I'm so sorry-"
I looked up and starred into the brown eyes of the mysterious tall man. My jaw dropped just a bit.
Up closer there was no doubt that this man indeed was the world famous actor Dimitri Belikov.
A/N: So.. This is my first; fan fiction, published story, longer story in English... Everything. I wasn't sure if it I should publish it at all. I've been reading VA fan fictions for a while now, and I decided I would try writing my own. Please tell me what you think! I have a chapter ready now. Do you want it? Please be aware that English isn't my first language. Ugh, I'm really nervous. I'll close my eyes and publish this now.