Well here's chapter 4. I love that I'm getting a response from it! I love you guys! Enjoy!
{Chapter 4}
{Tavros}
I blush furiously as he moves away, "Uhh," is all I can manage to get out before speeding into the door and to the back room. I grab my punch card out of my wallet in the pocket in the side of the wheelchair. I run it through the card puncher, and peer around the corner to see if he was gone, and wheeled through the threshold.
"HEY! TAV-DORK GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!" yelled Vriska, the tall black haired girl. She was a pretty, no gorgeous, Filipino woman with one eye that looked different. Her left eye had a yellow iris with a small center pupil with six even smaller ones encircling it. I sat for a moment staring at her engulfed by her beauty. "What the fuck are you looking at Tav-idiot? Do I need to do something about your staring problem?" She snarls out.
Dammit Tavros, why do you like her? She verbally abuses you. You really need to forget her. She really hates you. Just get over her, you can easily find somebody else you to take that spot. Equius stalks out of the kitchen around the corner. He was a tall, muscular, African-American with mid-length black hair; and wore square broken sunglasses. "What are you doing now? Aren't you supposed to be out there taking orders? " He said grabbing a towel out of his back pocket and dabbing at the sweat on the back of his neck.
"Y-yes sir, I'm on it." I wheel out from behind the counter to table six. Two boys, looked to be in their mid-twenties, sat at the table talking while I was waiting to take their order. "Uhh, can I take your order?"
"Yeah, whatever, I want two eggs with peppers, soft scrambled, with hashbrows. Sol what do you want?" the man says
"Oh, I'll have the same, and with cheese. Thanks" He says with a lisp.
"Okay, and w-what will you have to drink?" I say with a stutter
"I'll take a Fanta grape and Sol will have orange juice with ice." I leave and put the order on the clip. I fill their cups and take it to them. My phone in the side pocket of my wheelchair rang. I pulled it out of the pocket and flipped it up. The screen flashed "1 New Message!" I clicked view, "HeY BrO, Im SoRrY AbOuT ThIs MoRnInG. I CoUlDnT CoNtRoL MySeLf. I WoUlD UnDeRsTaNd If YoU DiDnT WaNt To Be FrIeNdS AnYmOrE." I just sit there for a moment and weigh my options, Vriska or Gamzee?