A young girl was walking around the large room,a silver tray on her right hand.
She had her (H/L),(H/C) in a tight bun and her sharp,(E/C) eyes were behind thin,rectangular black framed glasses. Smiling broadly but rather forcefully at the boys whistled as she passed while some just eyes her with interest.
Her waitress uniform,which consisted of a black tight black skirt,red shirt and black high heels started to make her feel rather hot. A communication device was placed in her ear for any possible calls she might recieve during her wokr at the two glasses of milkshake; one chocolate and one strawberry, she placed the tray under her arm and walked off to the cashier's, wanting to talk with her friend until her shift was over.
Making her way towards (F/N), she was disrupted by the ring tone. Sighing, she prssed a button on the side of the device.
"Hello?" she inqured person on the other side.
"Hello,(Y/N). It's me," the deep voice replied, making a smile grow on her face, "Why hello there, my dear workholic uncle whom never calls me," the person on the other side laughed in amusement, "Hello my dear workchanging part-time job addict neice."
"It's rare for you to call. So, what do you want?" she asked with a smirk,"You're making me sound like a person that never cares for his family."
"That's 'cause you are. So, what is it?" conversation aside, the teo actully had a strong bomd and deeply cared for each other "I am not, but I'm glad you asked. You see, I'm taking a while off work due to an accident that happned."
"What happened? For you to take a while off work is impossible."
"Yes, I'm aware. It is quite serious. So serioud that a nurse is holding the phone for me," a gasp escaped the girl's mouth, "Oh my gosh. Get well soon."
"Thank you, but I'll get to the point. You see, the last time this type of thing happened, the subtitude for me wasn't exactly... a good one. So, I want you to temporarily take my place at work."
"Aren't you a sports instructor?" (Y/N) asked worringly.
"I'm a coach. Thank you very much." "But joke's on you, I'm not," she laughed, "But you learned under your father on these matters, haven't you?"
"Yeah but-"
"I will send a car to pick you up tomorrow. Be ready by eleven a.m"
"Uncle-!" but it was too late. He had hung up.