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June 27th, 1987
"Okay, so you did want a blueberry muffin with that?" Julie Robinson quickly jotted down the man's order on the small tab in her hand. "It should be out in about 3 minutes."
She huffed away, sweating like some mad hound to the Kitchens, where she gave Bill the order.
"Thanks Julie." He grunted, beginning to flip an omelet on the grill.
Julie smiled. "No problem Bill." Then she checked her watch, looking over at her manager, Susan. "Um, Sue? It's almost 11:30, I'm taking my break."
Susan turned around, snorting. "No ya not." She said bluntly in her New-York accent, wiping off one of the tables. "Look over at the register toots, we gots customers coming outta our bottom."
Julie looked over at the front counter, revealing at least six people standing in line, waiting for a table. "I-isn't there anyone else who can run it?" She asked desperately.
"Look," Susan put down the dishrag and folded her arms. "You gonna get' a on over there and run that register, or ya outta here. We are short staffed today. Tim called in sick a few hours ago."
"Yes Susan…" Julie sighed and walked over to the counter. A bald man and his wife stood there clearly annoyed at the lack of service.
"Yes sir, may I help you?"
"C'mon Will, this place has the best cheeseburgers in town." Jimmy Cooper laughed, opening the door to the Beachside Bakery and Grille.
His best friend William Blankenship smiled. "As well as some of the hottest waitresses around." A short blonde waitress walked past and he nodded to her. "Nice seeing you…"
The friends laughed, but the smile was swiped off their faces when they saw how long the line was.
Someone from the kitchen yelled "Order up!" and the cashier ran through the double doors. She was replaced by an old, graying woman with a Yankee drawl.
Once the line had cleared, Jimmy stepped up, surprised at the old woman.
William smirked. "This wasn't what I meant by 'the hottest waitresses around'." He snorted to Jimmy.
Jimmy blushed, clearly embarrassed, hoping that the woman hadn't heard his friend.
The woman clicked her tongue. "Welcome to the Beachside Bakery and Grille. My name's Susan. What can I do you for? Smoking or non?" She asked in a bored, rehearsed voice.
Jimmy started to say non, but William quickly said "Smoking." Jimmy looked at him questionably, and William held up a pack of Camels, smirking.
"This way…" Susan led them to a small table with two chairs in the corner of the restaurant.
Once they had sat down, Jimmy laughed.
"I thought your parents said not to smoke?"
William snorted, lighting a cigarette up and taking a drag. "So? I'm supposed to give a damn what they say anyway? They also said no sex, and well…can't say I held that promise up too well." He laughed, still looking at the blonde waitress out of the corner of his eye. "She's cute."
Jimmy raised his eyebrows, fully agreeing that the girl was cute. "What about Veronica?"
As if coming out of a daze, William lazily said "W-who?" not taking his eyes off of the waitress.
"You know, Veronica. Your girlfriend?" Jimmy rolled his eyes, smiling.
William nodded. "Yea? What about her?" Jimmy continued to give him a Look. William scoffed. "Oh, don't worry. Look at her, dude." Jimmy did so.
William continued. "Sure, she's cute, but she makes like what…6 bucks a week? And Veronica wouldn't be caught dead in that hideous-yet, incredibly short waitress uniform." Then he added thoughtfully "Though, she would be nice to get in the sheets, if you get what I'm saying." He laughed, blowing a ring of smoke out of his lips.
Jimmy didn't get it. His whole life, he'd always been the guy everyone wanted. Him and his best friend Will. A lot of girls would kill to get with him, but he just didn't believe in meaningless sex. In fact, he was still a perfectly active virgin…though half the school claimed to have gotten with him. His best friend William on the other hand, not only believed, but actively worshiped and read the Bible everyday on meaningless sex.
William leaned over closer to Jimmy. "Hey Jim, speaking of sex, are you still-" He looked around, lowering his voice. "Riding the V wagon?"
Jimmy took a few seconds, before nodding, embarrassedly.
"Damn man, I can hardly believe it. There's no way in hell that I'd be able to hold out this long." William shook his head, snickering.
"I'm just looking for the right person." Jimmy murmured, looking down at his hands while he fidgeted with his keys, uncomfortably.
At this, Will started laughing.
Suddenly, a voice cleared their throat next to them. Jimmy looked over and saw a pair of skinny tan legs standing next to him, wearing a short pink waitress skirt. He brought his eyes up a few inches more and saw a pair of unforgettable breasts, cloaked by a Beachside Bakery and Grille polo shirt. He dared her to be more perfect, slowly bringing his eyes up to her face. She had amazingly beautiful tan skin, stunning green eyes and a bright smile. But was most noticeable, were the locks of red hair, which were currently tied up into a messy bun. Jimmy gulped, never seeing anyone as beautiful as her in his life.
She cleared her throat again, rolling her eyes. She didn't have time for two jerks to sit there, taking their sweet precious time. Time was money…the more time wasted the less paycheck she got. "Um, excuse me sir, but I'm on the clock."
Jimmy nodded, not taking his eyes off of her, fearing that if he did, this would all be a dream. "Y-yea, sure. Um," He shifted his eyes back down to her breasts, seeing a nametag that read 'Julie'. "I want a SanddollarBurger with curly fries and a coke."
She wrote it down on her pad, and looked over at William. "You?" She yawned.
"The same." He tried his best not to laugh.
After writing this down, she nodded. "It should be out in a sec." She paused. "Do you want me to bring you out some crayons and a Beachside Buddies Kid Sheet to entertain you, or is looking at my rack enough?" She smirked, her hand on her hip.
Jimmy quickly looked away, blushing and never being more embarrassed in his life.
William snorted and hid his face in his hands, due to intense fits of silent laughter.
Julie just rolled her eyes and walked away. Jimmy rounded his head around the chair, to catch a glimpse at her. Her backside was just as perfect as the front.
When he turned back around, William sat there, staring at his best friend with an amused look on his face.
"W-what?" Jimmy asked, trying his best to not turn red all over again.
"Don't what me, man. You want her so bad." Will chuckled. "I'd like to take this moment to recognize Jimmy Cooper, who has grown out of his Pull-Ups and is finally ready for his big kid underwear. It's like a Kodak moment."
Jimmy kicked him from underneath the table, frowning. "Shut up." He groaned.
Will held up his hands. "Hey! I'm just saying the obvious!" He smiled, looking over at Julie who had just come out with a new order. "Why don't you go talk to her man?"
"I-I don't think that would be a good idea." Jimmy stammered, shaking his head. He wasn't really a smooth talker. That had always been Will's forte.
"Why not, Jim? Look, we are rich kids! In the dictionary, underneath rich kids, there are two pictures. One of you, one of me. It states that we always get what we are after. Chicks, money, especially chicks, limos…you name it, we get it. And right now? I think your limo wants to take a ride in her garage." He snickered, looking at Jimmy.
I don't think it would be appropriate. I mean, we just met." Jimmy turned, to see Julie coming down the row of tables with their orders. She looked like she was having a hard time carrying the two trays.
Jimmy quickly stood up and took one of the trays. "Here, let me help you with that." He smiled.
She looked into his deep, gorgeous aqua eyes. They were extremely close to each other. Every single limb was touching the other persons, except for their faces. As much as Julie didn't want to admit, she just wanted to pause this moment forever.
"Julie! The register is free!" Susan's horrible voice squeaked over the restaurant.
Julie quickly jerked away, setting the other tray on the table. "Enjoy your meal." She whispered, blushing, before hurrying away.
Jimmy watched her go behind the main counter, serving the next customer in line…God, she was amazing.
William coughed a little bit, making Jimmy jerk out of his daydream and turn around. "Hmm?"
"Well, I don't know about you, but I'd say that she wants you just as much as you want her." William smiled.
Rolling his eyes, Jimmy sat down at the table, unwrapping his food.
"Yeah, well, what do you know?" He scoffed, taking a hunk out of his food.
"Jim, what have I always told you? Never underestimate my mind when it comes to women. Math, science, literature, none of that matters to me…the only subject I'm willing to study is 'Sexomics'." He laughed, proudly scarfing down his fries.
Jimmy shook his head slowly, at his friend. "You mean, Sex Ed?"
William blushed slightly and nodded. "Yeah, whatever. The point is, I have this six-sense about women. I can always tell when they want me. And right now, that Julie chick wants you…bad." Seeing Jimmy's doubtful face, he held up his hands and continued. "Hey, you don't believe me, but think about this. How else do you think I've gotten so many girls in the sack?" He raised his eyebrows.
Jimmy's eyebrow furrowed. "You do have a point."
"Yea, I know I do." He sipped down the rest of his coke. Will looked out the window at the ocean, some humongous waves hitting the shores. "Let's get out of here, man. Those waves are killer."
Jimmy nodded and got up, throwing his tray into the garbage can. Then he looked over at his friend. "Are you coming?"
William smiled. "Just a second." He took a napkin and jotted something down on it with his pen.
Jimmy, totally oblivious to this, put down a five dollar tip. Hey, she had been an excellent waitress.
When William was done, he stealthily slipped the napkin on top of the five dollar bill.
Before the two walked out of the door, Julie and Jimmy locked eyes. Jimmy mouthed 'goodbye.'
Julie shyly brushed her bangs out of her eyes, looking down at the floor, smiling.
"Julie, get that table cleaned up, pronto." Susan barked, giving a woman the coffee she ordered.
Julie swiftly walked over to the table that Jimmy and William sat at, taking out her dirty dishrag. Her shift was ending soon, thank God.
Before she started wiping, she saw a five dollar bill and a napkin with some writing on it.
She slipped the money in her skirt pocket, and picked up the napkin.
"555-7399-Jimmy Cooper, call for a good time." She read aloud, before giggling softly to herself. Then she continued working. He was just a boy.
Little did she know, he was so much more.
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