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Waiting

(Edward's POV)

I arrived at the restaurant about fifteen minutes early. I really wanted to make a good impression and o make my family proud. The only real thing I worried about was having to hear the customers' thoughts. It's true that me being a mind reader would be a great deal of help, but it could also be a nuisance. I have been around long enough to know that humans have awfully perverted minds. They were my prey and yet I often felt like a piece of meet to them.

I was greeted at the door by a girl that looked to be about the age of twenty. She had long black hair and round blue eyes. Her face was very comforting… I only wished her thoughts matched it. Just perfect. I really hope I wouldn't have to deal with this everyday, but like I said, I have been around long enough to know that much wasn't going to change.

"Hello. How may I help you?" she asked. I really would like to show you all the many ways I can help you.

I rolled my eyes. Well, if that wasn't original. Humans really should start looking into some better lines.

"Yes, I am Edward Cullen and tonight is my first night as a waiter here." I replied as polite as possible.

"Oh, yes. Of course. Mr. Dawson wasn't expecting you for another fifteen minutes." She said with a sly smile. "Follow me. I'll take you to him." Or around back. Fifteen minutes is just enough time for me to have my way with you. You do look rather young and I'm sure I can teach you a few of my tricks.

Oh yes, this was going to be a long night indeed. I immediately started trying to stay out of her head.

Only a moment later, we were at Mr. Dawson's office. He looked up from some paper work and immediately smiled at the sight of us.

"Well, hello there, Edward, my boy. I see you have arrived a bit early." He said as he reached out to shake my hand. I was sure to make it as brief as possible hoping that he didn't take too much notice in the temperature. His thoughts told me that he did not.

"Yes, sir. I hope that it wasn't crossing the line." I replied with a smile.

"Oh, no. Not at all son. In fact, I am quite pleased. It just gives a little extra time to get some of your paperwork done. What's even better is that your father faxed me over a background check, work permit and some copies of needed important documents, which saves even more time." He laughed.

I filled out all of the paperwork in a matter of minutes. Then I was introduced to Chris and was told that he would be my trainer for the evening and if I caught on quickly, I would be on my own tomorrow night.

I guess since it was a weeknight, we were slow. According to Chris's thoughts, I did catch on rather quickly and he already felt like ditching me for the evening. Not that I didn't mind, I was kind of annoyed by having to follow him around like a little lost puppy.

I noticed a young couple enter the restaurant, but paid no attention to who they were.

"Hey, Chris. If you want I can take this next table on my own. I'm feeling rather confident." I told him convincingly.

"Are you sure?" he asked trying to sound unsure, but he was more than happy to oblige. I know he can do this. Everything he has done tonight so far has been perfect. He better not screw up my chances for lead waiter. If he does, I swear the only thing he will be waiting on is a doctor when I get through with him.

I snorted at that thought. "Absolutely." I replied. How could I get mad at that…..if only he knew.

"Alright, then. Just remember everything I taught you." He said with a pat on my shoulder as he walked away.

I waited for the couple to be seated with their menus and then I noticed who they were. It was John Ratchett, captain of the football team, along with Lisa Kelley, the head cheerleader. Just great. Those two despised my family more than anyone else at school.

I walked up to their table with the biggest smile I could muster…of course it was fake, but I'm sure it was convincing. They didn't notice me approach them until I spoke.

"Thank you for joining us this fine evening. My name is Edward and I will be your server. May I start by asking you what you would like to drink?" That took a whole lot.

"Ha! Baby Boy Cullen! Fancy seeing you here tonight. I thought your family was loaded…..so what's going on…money problems?" He spat. His thoughts were telling me that he was planning on making this night a living hell for the duration of his stay. Other than that, I just heard the sound of night crickets. That figures. Dumb jock.

"Now, now Johnny. I'm sure dear Edward has a good explanation for why he is working here." Lisa said with hat I suppose was her seducing smile. The only thing she was thinking about ordering was me.

Keeping that wretched smile on my face, I replied, "I apologize for the inconvenience I am sure this may cause, but being that this is my place of work, I will refrain from discussing my personal life with the likes of you two." No one would be able to notice the change in my tone of voice.

"No problemo. Can I get a burger and some fries and some orange pop.?" He asked with an evil grin. He knew we had no such thing on the menu.

"Again, I apologize for the inconvenience, but this is a French restaurant and we do not serve burgers and fries.

"You can just bring me whatever you want." Lisa said. Preferably you. I know you want me, too. I rolled my eyes.

"Alright, I'll give you two a moment to look over the menu while I get your drinks." I quickly went to the drink machine to get their drinks. Just as I finished, Chris approached me.

"There's an old lady at table four requesting you, man. I warned her that you weren't even working that area and that it was your first night, but she doesn't care. She won't let up." Chris said.

"Okay. It's fine. I'll stop by there on my way to drop off these drinks…on second thought. Can you take this table back while I go handle the lady? The customers were two kids I go to school with who like to try and cause problems with me and my siblings." I told him.

He looked at me skeptically trying to figure out if I were lying or not, but he agreed. He took the drinks and headed of while I headed to table four. I was relieved that I didn't have to put up with those two buffoons anymore.

When I got to table four, I realized that lady was in her late sixties. This should be easy. "Good Evening, ma'am. I understand that you requested my assistance, so my name is Edward and I will be your server for the remainder of the evening." I told her while handing her a menu. Her thoughts only told me that I was absolutely adorable and sweet.

I genuinely smiled my crooked smile for her and immediately realized it wasn't such a good idea. Her heart stopped briefly and I wondered if she used a pacemaker. "What can I get you to drink tonight?" I asked after I let my smile falter a bit.

She smiled back…hard. Too hard. "You, my little heartthrob, can get me a glass of red wine and a cup of water." She replied. I couldn't help but notice that her dentures were a little off.

"I'll get your drinks while you choose from the menu." As I turned around to walk away, I involuntarily gasped. I know she didn't. She did. This old lady just grabbed my bottom. A shiver ran down my spine and I felt violated. That was just wrong.

As I headed to get the lady's wine, I was stopped by buy a guy that looked to be in his early thirties sitting at a table with a little girl around the age of seven. She was obviously his daughter.

"Excuse me, sir. My daughter cracked her straw and I was wondering if you had another." He said.

"Yes, of course." I replied as I reached in my apron and pulled out a straw and handed it to the little girl. I couldn't but think of Renesmee and my future grandchild. My thoughts were interrupted when the little girl said, "Bite Me!" with the biggest smile on her face ever.

I have to admit…that hit a little to close to home.

"Nicole!" her father scolded. "Why would you say such a thing?"

"He's a vampire, daddy, and I want to be one, too!" she squealed excitedly. At this point, my eyes were huge and were looking around to see if anyone else heard what was going on.

"What makes you think that?" I asked trying to appear as calm as possible. How could this little girl know my secret? We're going to have to move. I was trying hard not to panic. "I don't have fangs. I don't have cape. And look, you can see my reflection in the mirror." I said as I showed her my reflection in a spoon.

She giggled. "Silly Vampire. All of that stuff is fiction, but I know things that other people can't figure out. A werewolf fixed my dad's car today and my mother is a mermaid. Don't worry your secret is safe with me. Daddy won't tell anyone either."

I looked over at her father who was holding his head in his hands shaking it. "I apologize. She has been saying these things since she could make sentences and after I explained to her what happened to her mother. Her mother vanished at sea shortly after she was born. I only allow the stories to help her cope with not having a mother." He whispered. "I really am sorry."

I let him know it was okay and left to get the old lady's drinks in a hurry. Either that little girl had a very vivid imagination or she had the ability to spot out any mythical creature. Even though I knew she wasn't a threat to my family's secret, her words still freaked me out.

I returned to table four with the wine and water and I had actually forgot that the lady had violated me earlier until she said, "What took you so long my little sex toy" with a playful growl. There goes that shiver again. I gave her the drinks while trying to keep my distance, but she grabbed my arm and pulled me close to her.

It took every bit of me to not use my vampire strength for fear of hurting her. Once she got me close as she wanted me, she whispered "The only thing I want is dessert and I think I'll have you." And then she…she…she grabbed my penis! I have never felt dirtier than I ever felt at that moment. Her thoughts horrified me and she immediately thought that my hardness in that area was from her turning me on. I'm a vampire for Christ's sake. I'm always hard to the touch, but that's not my arousal!

I ran as fast as I could at human speed to the kitchen and I almost ran into Chris.

"Hey, I got three more tables requesting you. One is a table full of college girls, another is two middle aged women and the last is a father with his little girl. What's up man? You look sick." He said noticing the expression on my face.

Stupid human…you think. I was just violated.

"Yo man, seriously, you okay?" he asked again. He actually sounded concerned.

"I…I…I can't do this. It's too overwhelming. This is not going to work out." I said shaking my head and handing him my apron. Then, I ran as fast as I could at human speed to the car.

Carlisle is going to kill me…again. My car! He's going to take my car! Oh well, I guess I will just have to ride with Bella from now on because there is no way in hell that I am going through that again.

A/N: Okay, sorry it took so long. Got a lot going on with work right now. Please read and review. Who do you want to hear about next?