"4 classes! 4 classes! 4 classes with Sam Evans! does anyone understand how painful that it is" I complained.

"I mean…its not like you HAVE to talk with him!" reassured Rachel as she hugged me.

The girls and I were sitting discussing our first day on Santana's bed.

"4 CLASSES out of 6! Thats more than HALF!" Quinn said

"solid math Quinn…I can see why you are in AP Calc" Santana remarked

I shot her a glare.

I stared at the ceiling as I attempted to alter my thoughts. Puppies…cats…family…friends…school…work..WORK!

"DAMMIT! what time is it?" I yelled

""uggghhh…2:52" Rachel replied

"crap. crap. crap. crap. Im supposed to be at work at 3."

As I spring out of the room and run down the stairs, changing as I go, I hear Santana yell after me.

"Sleepover at Brittnays on Friday after school. You bring the food"

"You've got it!" I replied.

I arrive at work and casually walk in….late. The cafe is usually busy at this time so Im praying the giant gorilla (my manager JAck) didn't notice. I tip toe behind the counter when…

"You're late!"

I puff out my bottom lip and widen my eyes "I know I am Jack! and I get why you are upset, but my dog just got hit by a car so its tough"

"Thats no excuse Quinn" Jack said back

"Well look whose all sassy today! You're lucky you look oh so charming in your what Im guessing is a new red shirt…and oh my goodness! is that a new apron?" I gave him a cheesy wink.

"Can you blame me Quinn? In the last 3 weeks your dog has run away…was stolen…picked up by a hawk…died…resurrected…and just now got hit by a car!" Jack yelled

I put down my head and faked a cry and then turned around to bus a table.

"….but thanks, it is a new shirt." JAck said

I couldn't help but giggle. I hummed to myself as I bussed the tables. I really didn't mind working at "the cafe around the corner"..the hours went fast, I loved a majority of the customers, and I definitely didn't mind the extra cash. I had just about forgotten about having to see baseball douche 4 times a day when..

DIng Ding

I look over to welcome the customer walking in. Low and behold, its schmuck numbers 1, 2,3, with extra big douche, Karofskey. I shy away so they don't see me. Please don't sit in my section…please don't sit in my section…please don't….ah Shit. I contemplate whether this would be a good time to play sick with Jack. I look over with my cheesy and wide grin, I assume the clenched jaw and glare back is a no. He then points to the table and his watch. Ughh…I hate when he does that. That means I have exactly 58 seconds left to walk over and welcome them. Alright…lets get this over with.

"Hello. Welcome to the cafe around the corner. Can I start you gentlemen off with anything to drink"

Finn smiles politely toward me, I give him a smirk back. All of them order waters, but not without getting a few smart ass comments towards me from Karofskey.

I come back a few minutes later "Here are your drinks. Are you guys ready to order?"

"Actually I have a few questions first…with a hott body like yours, why don't you have a boyfriend baby?" KArofskey says as he tries to reach for my butt.

"Maybe its because I go to school with guys like you" I mumble to myself

"What was that? I think I deserve a little more respect than that! Im sorry I was just trying to give you a little attention. I figured since you have never had a boyfriend and your daddy died when you were a girl, you could use a little! clearly you are just a prissy bitch though" Karofskey stated

My eyes couldn't help but well up with tears. Nobody had ever talked to me like that before….humiliated me like that. And for some reason, I cared that Sam saw that…and I was embarrassed. I turn around in efforts to go to the back and cry as quickly as possible. But suddenly I stop, I was not going to let some jerk scare me away from my cafe! I turn around.

"Hey douche bag..Im sorry you can't get a date without pitying a girl into one, but don't take it out on me! I know you and your little gang of boy toys think you can do whatever you please. And that might be true for most…but stay the hell away from me. now get out of my cafe!"

I storm off, leaving all jaws dropped. I glance over at Jack who instead of giving me a look, gives me a nod in efforts to ask if I'm okay. I simply smile back and then walk in the back where I can spend the rest of my shift drowning myself in silent tears.