TEHE! Chapter 1! XD
I never really understood the severity of a situation until it was naturally too late. Whether it was making the choice of who to live with after my parents divorce and my dad died or simply standing on the sidelines while my drunken mother, god bless her soul, fought for the custody of her only daughter. Unfortunately, the court was in my grandmother's favor and I was whisked away to live with my grandmother in Southpark, leaving my heartbroken and apparently suicidal mom to wither away in pain all by her lonesome.
Don't get me wrong, I wasn't extremely happy when I lived with my mom, but at least I was with somebody who actually cared about me. My grandmother doesn't care at all. Sometimes I feel like Cinderella. I do everything for her and I don't get a smidge of gratitude.
"Why cant you do anything right!" She scolded one Saturday morning. I walked into the kitchen to see what she was talking about. Apparently, I left the bread out when I made toast earlier that morning.
"Sheesh, im sorry. I'll put it away now." I grabbed the pachage of bread and stuffed it into the food closet.
"you better watch that attitude of yours young lady!"
"What attitude of mi-" I didn't get a chance to finish before she flew across the kitchen and smacked my face making me fall to the ground. She may be old, but boy can she hit.
Tears stung my eyes as I rubbed my swollen cheek.
"Now get up! Don't you have work in a few minutes?"
I looked up at the clock. SHIT! My shift at Raisins starts in 10 minutes!
I got up and ran upstairs. I grabbed my stuff, went into the garage, got my bike, and took off without waving goodbye.
I got to Raisins in record time. Parking my bike I grabbed my stuff and ran inside.
"Corvette! Where were you? We open in 5 minutes!"
"Im sorry Mercedes! My grandmother held me back…"
"Well never mind. Hurry up and go change1 if doc asks, ill say that you were here the whole time!"
"thanks Mercedes! I owe you!"
"Don't worry about it! Go change!"
I nodded and ran into the changing rooms in the back.
Mercedes, who's real name is Brittney, is my best friend. We met on my first day at Raisins three weeks ago. I have yet to go to school here because its summer but she said that Southpark elementary is the worst school ever. Im not really looking forward to it…
When i was done changing I applied some makeup. The prettier, the better! Doc always says. I don't know… I don't think its right to be showing off girls for money but whatever…
When I was done, I ran to the front and saw Mercedes talking to Porsche and Toyota.
"okay girls! Remember! Today is customer appreciation day! Let's make Doc happy!"
Everyone cheered. I smiled and grabbed my pad and pen for taking orders.
Working at Raisin's isn't the best job in the world. It certainly isn't the most fun, what with all the pervs grabbing our asses and hitting on us. What I would like to do is turn around and smack that disgusting smile off all of their dirty faces that haven't been washed in god knows how long. But, all we can do is smile, maybe wink, and come up with some saucy come back.
A group of boys walked in. One was wearing a green hat with a orange jacket. He was standing next to another boy with a orange jacket with his hood on covering half of his face, next to him was a tubby boy with a red jacket and on the other side was a boy with a red poofball hat.
Mercedes looked at me as soon as they walked in.
"Those guys are from our class. Why don't you take care of them." She winked.
I gulped, smiled, and walked over to them.
"Welcome to Raisin! How many?"
"The one in the red poofball hat answered. "Four."
"Okay! Follow me please!" I led them to a table with four seats.
"What will you four be having today?"
After they answered I took the order to the chef and cleaned some tables. After a while the chef dinged the bell symbolizing that their food was done. I walked over and picked it up. I started walking over to the boys when all of a sudden I ran into something hard. I flew back and landed on my butt. Spaghetti landed on my head while mashed potatoes landed on my shoulders. Hot wings landed in my lap, while steamed veggies landed on my legs and my shoes. Macaroni and cheese landed on my face.
I wiped the food off my face and looked up. A tall man in a business suit scowled down at me. He angrily bent down and picked me up in the air by my collar.
"You stupid clumsy girl! Do you have any idea how much I had to pay for this suit!" He yelled in my face.
"I- im sorry sir!"
"Are you now! I don't think you are!" He began shaking me.
"Hey! Stop that! Mercedes yelled. "Let her go!"
"You stay out of this you little brat! This is none of your concern!"
"Yes but it is MY concern."
Everyone looked over to see Doc standing in the doorway of her office with her arms folded. Doc was tall. She was in her early 20's and she doesn't take crap from anyone. But what surprises me most about her is tha no matter how angry or upset she is, she never yells.
"Who the hell are you?" The man yelled.
Doc walked over to him.
"I am the manager of this establishment and if you know what's good for you. You will put my employee down."
The man grunted and dropped me. I fell with a thud on the ground in between them. Doc looked at me and then looked at the man.
"Now. What seems to be the problem sir?"
"Your Stupid employee ran into me and ruined my best suit!" he yelled.
Doc looked at me again. I felt ashamed.. I must look terrible with all this food all over me.
"I believe my employee got it worse than your suit sir."
"Im going to SUE this place."
Doc folded her arms. "You do that sir. And we'll sue YOU for public disturbance and for touching my employee."
The man growled. You could practically see steam coming out of his ears.
"Now, I suggest you leave the premises and leave my employees alone. And if you don't, legal action WILL be taken. Do you understand?"
The man looked at me and pointed a chubby finger.
"You'll be sorry you little brat!"
"Oh. So I suppose you want us to call the police for threatening her?"
The man angrily scowled, turned around, and stormed out of the restaurant