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Well, I forgot to upload the revised chapter 1 that I have done before. Now, I'm going to upload it.

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I wait for another five more minutes. Do you know what I'm waiting for? Oh, trust me, it's important. It's as important as-

" Kaycee!! Can you please stop daydreaming and listen to us?!" I take a deep breath in and release it along with, hopefully, my anger. Hello there, the name's Kaycee Connell and that sentence was the beginning of the life I never dreamt of...

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" Puh-lease! Kaycee, if you want to work in the same shift as us, you've got to wear a hairband because with your short hair-" Lizzy said. Lizzy's a classmate of mine in school. She has a knack for fashion.

" No, Lizzy, I'm not interested." I reply, my grip on the table tighten. I could actually feel the pain in my hands now. Hmm... aren't I immune to pain when I'm blind to rage?

" Now, now, K, don't reject our gracious offer of advice, my dear." Lani replies with a smile.

She's Lizzy's best friend and an even bigger pain. I glare at her, losing control of my rage and myself. You may think I'm evil for doing that but you don't know them like I do. They live on democracy because they are the top ones. Oh, you wanna know bout lil' old me? Why, I'm so famous, I'm all the way down the food chain. If you haven't notice, I'm being sarcastic.

Don't worry though, I'm only like this when I'm really mad and they're bout to get a taste of me. Hold on a sec, did they just touch my hair? Ok, they're going down!! I fake a smile but I think even the world's dumbest object could see my anger.

" Lizzy. Lani. If you ever think bout touching my hair again, I will personally-"

" Personally what, K?" Lizzy, Lani and I turn our heads to the direction of the voice so fast, I swear I heard our bones crack. I smile a small smile at my, I mean, our visitor. " Hello there, Lizzy, Lani, get a move on." I glance a look at her and even I am fearful of her right now.

" Hi, Rachel! What are you up to?!" I said, my voice a little high pitch. She sigh. I quickly brace myself for her lecture. My dark brown eyes turn to Lizzy and Lani. They stick their tongues out at me and stalk off.

" What did you do this time, K?"

" I did nothing, Rach. Just threatened them a lil' bit. Besides, you know how they are. I could never work with them." I look down like a guilty man would but then again, you'll never hear lies coming out from this mouth of mine. I have a few policies, you know!

I glance a look into the mirror. Well, I don't think I'm that ugly. At least I hope not. Although, I'm taller than all the other girls in school. I'm about 5"8, I think. I look at my short brown hair. A hairband? It might look good on me... Hold on a minute! What am I thinking?!

"Yes, yes. I know how they are but you have to learn to get along with other people. How else are you going to stay on a job?" She stares at me and I stare back, none of us backing down. She smiles after a good minute or two. I smile back at her. She's up to something, I know it!

" Well, I haven't failed. I just found bout 10,000 ways that won't work."

" Haha, very funny, K. I want you to apologise to those two."

" No."

" How about if I get you your favourite?" That caught my attention. Is she talking about....? " Yes, it's that. Deal or no deal?"

I can't resist the temptation... I really want that, I really do but apologising to them? " You must be joking right?"

" No, I'm not. Now if you'll excuse me, you got work to do and I'll see you in school."

" Mr. Gibson, we quit!! That Kaycee Connell has been such a jerk since we started working here and if she's still around here, we quit. Let's go, Lani! We have no reason to stay in this pathetic place!" I raise my eyebrows at Rachel. She sigh. " Alright, you don't have to apologise because-"

I hear heavy footsteps, coming nearer and nearer to our location. " Ms. Connell, you have to work as a waitress for today because those two quit." I stare at him in shock before falling onto my knees.

" If this is my punishment, God, please just kill me now."

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"Excuse me!! Move out of the way please!" I shout at the customers. Why must they be so dense and block the way? What day is it today? Block my way and make me crazy day?

Well, today isn't that bad so far. I just trip twice and spill a drink once. It may seem silly for a 17 year old girl to work in Simpleton Coffee Shop. Well, it's not silly for me except for today. I usually work the counter and make the drinks. I don't like waitressing at all.

" Hey, watch it!" An old lady shouts at me. She move out of the way as quickly as she could and trust me, it's not quick. I give her an apologetic smile. I can't blame her, I'm just not cut out for this job.

I run around the entire shop, delivering the drinks and serving my valuable customers. I hear the bells chime as the front door open, signalling a person entering and leaving the shop. I turn my head to glance at the customer and immediately, I regret my decision.

My heart stop short as a boy around my age enters the shop. His dark brown hair and tall stature compliment him perfectly. He has a smirk planted on his face. Slowly, he takes off his sunglasses and reveals the most beautiful gray eyes I have ever seen.

His sudden appearance pulled me from reality but of course, reality is something no one can escape especially if you happen to trip and land a full tray of drinks onto the same boy you were staring at.

Gee, aren't I great? Oh right, I should help him. I bend down on my knees, looking down at him to hide my embarrassment. Everyone stare at us. I take a cloth and start wiping the drinks off him. But of course, that never works.

I bite my lip. I hate doing this but I have to. At least he's hot. " Sorry, I didn't see where I was-"

" Stop." A voice say. I turn my attention towards the sound. It's the same boy I knocked down.

" Excuse me?" I question him.

" Stop what you're doing, annoying idiot. You're making an even bigger mess, idiot. Do you even know how to be a proper waitress? I bet you spill drinks on everyone." Every sentence he made has managed to make me mad. I bit my lip. I know I'll be fired if I tackle the dude. I tighten my hold on the cloth to release my anger. I glance a look at my boss. He gives me a pointed look.

" Sorry, I'm not usually a waitress. I work behind the counter but today was an exception. We don't have enough waitresses-"

" Look, I don't want to hear any excuses. You really are an idiot." That's it! I've had it! He's really going to get it now! I pulled him up by his arm and pulled him towards the door.

" You've insulted me a lil' bit too much! Now, you're out!" I push him out of the shop, the bells chime as the door opens. " And don't ever come back, you jerk!!" I shout at him, giving him a short glare. I turn my back towards him and walk into the staff room. Shortly after my display, I hear heavy footsteps walking towards the staff room.

" Kaycee... What were you thinking?"

" I don't know, Mr. Gibson. You know how hot tempered I am. If you want to fire me, I'm cool with it. It is my fault." I bite my lip. Why must I be such an ass?

Mr. Gibson gives me a sad smile and asks me to take a seat. I sit on one of the few chairs available. " Look, Kaycee, I really like you but your little stunt has shocked the customers and they might sue us for that. They would probably want you to be fired and I think-"

" I'm fired? It's ok, Mr. Gibson. I'll just pack my things and leave." I say, upset at the situation. I got up.

" Actually, Kaycee," I turn my attention to him. " I want you to stay behind the counter. The shop still needs more people. We need you to finish this week." I nod my head. " And, if you don't do anything stupid, people might forget about that little incident and you might be able to stay. Be good now." I grin at him.

" Thank you, Mr. Gibson! You won't regret this, I swear!" I exclaim in happiness. I clasp his hands into mine and shake them in sheer joy. That means, I have to be extra careful and serious now...

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I place my hands in front of me and waite for the customers to arrive. My heart skip a beat when I hear the bells chime. I raise my head and to my surprise, the same boy from the day before is standing there. Immediately, I glare at him. He destroyed my good mood. " What do you want?"

" For you to pay for my shirt. You are now indebted to me because if you don't, I will sue you and the shop. Oh, for your information, my shirt's 500 bucks. Don't forget, you owe me, Mark Keenan, heir to the Keenan Corporations."

I stare at him in shock. Great, here I go again, making huge mistakes.

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And that was the start of my adventure along with the same person who started it, Mark Keenan. But let me warn you, fellow readers, you're in for a thrill and you're getting a first class ticket into the world of myths you can only dream of.