Sonny POV
Working. Just working. Being a waitress isn't that hard but being a waitress at Texas Roadhouse was. I go through day after day serving people who don't tip well. Hello people, I got to make a living too. If it wasn't for my roomie, Tawni, I'd probably be insane by now.
Will just look at that? That damn hostess, Miley, just sat me at the last possible minute before closing.
I walked to the table, put on my best fake smile and greeted them. They were a middle aged couple and I have a feeling that they were going to take their time.
And so they did. Bastards. This is one of the reasons why I hate my job. The only thing that's keeping me here is that I have to pay rent and I have no friends anywhere else. I just want to be home, in my comfy bed and sleep in.
They finally got up. Yay! Now just let me find a busboy so I can go home. I walked quickly to the back of the kitchen. "Hey Nate." The two busboys looked at me. Oh, right, I forgot. We have two Nates. Grey and Brown. "One of you, I don't care which one clean my table please?"
It was already past eleven and the restaurant closed at ten. And now I see Nate B. taking his time cleaning my table. I yelled from across the place, "Nate!" Then he sped up. That's what I thought.
"Hey, are you ready?" I heard a voice from behind me. I turned around and it was Tawni.
"Yeah, I am." I said tiredly. I couldn't wait to get out of this place.
"So are you ready for tomorrow?" She asked.
I was confused, "What's tomorrow?"
"We're training new servers."
"Really?" I was so not in the mood to train people. "What are their names?"
"If you look in the kitchen bulletin and you'll know." I did, there's three of them. Taylor, Mikayla, and another David. I'm training Mikayla. Hmm, I hope training her would be easy. I don't like to repeat myself.
"Let's go, I don't want to be here any longer." I started walking to her car before she did. She's so slow. I just want to go home.
She finally makes it and we get in the car. "I wonder if Mikayla's hot" was the first thing I said in the car.
"Is that all you think about, Sonny?" Tawni asked.
It's like she doesn't know me. "You know me, I don't think straight when I'm tired."
"Ha ha, funny joke."
I closed my eyes and rested my head against the window during the car ride to our apartment. "Sonny, if you fall asleep I will leave you in this car until morning. I'm not going to drag you out of the car again. You're too heavy."
"Are you calling me fat?" I opened my eyes and looked up at her.
"No, I'm just saying you're not a lightweight."
"You just called me fat." I said as she looked away, avoiding eye contact, "See, you can't even deny it."
"Can you get off it?" She kinda yelled. Sheesh, I was only joking. I sunk down in my seat until we reached our apartment.
I love you bed. I never want to leave you. "Sonny, wake up!" Tawni yelled. Mood killer. I reacted by throwing the covers over my head.
"I don't wanna." I whined. Then I felt cold. She took away my blanket. I covered my face my pillow. "Five more minutes, please."
"I gave you five minutes three hours ago, get up!" She grabbed my feet and around this time I'm thankful that my headboard has bars. I took hold of them as she pulled me with my feet. I was stretched out above my bed. When her grip loosened she flew back creating a thud on the floor. I laughed to myself as I cuddled with my pillow. "Don't make me get a bucket of cold water."
My eyes shot open and looked at her, "You wouldn't"
"I would." Her voice was scaring me, she sounded like one of those serial killers in horror movies. I got up before she did anything.
Work, so soon? I reluctantly walked to the back of the kitchen and checked what section I had. I got a decent section. I looked up at the clock. It wouldn't be long until the new servers come in.
"You ready?" Another server, Nico, asked. He seemed excited. I looked at him blankly which downed his excitement. "Come on, Son. Cheer up."
When I'm working I'm never in a good mood. Sure I'll laugh here and there but I'll always be in a bad mood. "Fine, I'll cheer up." I threw on my best fake smile to make it believable.
"That's more like it." He said as he walked away. My smile faded quickly.
"Sonny, come here." Tawni said, she waving her hand to tell me to go to where she's at.
"What is it?" She pointed a small group of three people and David, our manager, was talking to them. The guy, who I assumed is David, had dark brown hair and is taller than the two girls. One of the girls had long, curly blond hair. The other had short dark brown hair. "I wonder who Taylor is and who Mikayla is."
"I assume the brown hair girl is Mikayla and the blond is Taylor."
"Why do you think that?"
"I don't think a white girl would have 'Mikayla' as a name." The group turned around as they followed manager David into the kitchen. When that happened, Tawni and I pulled back further into the kitchen.
"Hey, you two and Nico, come here." Our manager motioned us to come closer. We did. "Okay, David you'll follow Nico. Taylor you will follow Tawni. Mikayla you'll follow Sonny." When Mikayla looked at me I kinda felt weak at the knees. She isn't hot, she's beautiful. Wait, I can't think like this. I barely know her and don't know if she's like that.
She walked up to me and her first question was, "Do they usually pair up girls with girls and guys with guys?"
"Yeah, it suppose to reduce sexual harassment." I tried to looked away but couldn't.
"I hope they're not gay."
"Nico and Tawni? Pshht, no." She didn't look convinced. Then I said. "Nico likes Tawni, but she likes one of the bartenders, Shane. Shane likes this girl that is in one of his classes at college. He talks about her a lot."
"What about you?"
"Uh." I don't know what to say. I let out a nervous laugh and then walked out of the kitchen leaving the question unanswered. Who the hell asks those kinda questions to a person they just met?
She followed behind me. "I'm guessing that's a yes."
"Don't guess anything, I didn't answer the question." She looked at me with impatient eyes. This conversation wasn't going to end unless I gave an answer but that probably meant scaring her off. Then her eyes went from impatient to piercing. Who does this girl think she is? I don't like her stare so I gave in, "Fine, I am." Her eyes went wide. "Hey, you were going to find out sometime or later."
Training went well. But there was a point when I lost her and found her talking to Shane when I asked her to get the bar drinks. It was then I realized that she was the girl that he was always talking about.
We spent about ten minutes reviewing what to do and what not to do. Then I caught her staring at Shane, who was waving at her with a smile on his face. I lightly tapped the table and she looked back at me. "Oh, sorry." She had apologetic smile and she looked down.
I looked down at the papers we were going over and then said, "You know he talks about you a lot."
She looked back up, "He does?"
I nodded, "Yeah, he wants to ask you out but he's shy when it comes to girls."
"Ask me out? Huh." She looked away again. For a girl I found flirting with Shane earlier doesn't seem too thrilled about him wanting to ask her out. She's so confusing.
"You should go for it. He's a nice guy. If he does anything bad I'll set him straight." I said as though she was already a good friend of mine.
"I don't know." She scratches the back of her head. "Should I?"
"Duh, I just said you should." I gestured her to go talk to him and she did. I watched the two of them talk, smile, and nod. I'm now guessing they're an item now. Great job, Sonny, you just lost your chances of a relationship with this girl. Maybe, hopefully, I'll get another chance.
