Some Girl Stuff

A/N: Sorry guys, I know I said that this chapter was going to have the guys in it, but it only has the girls. Everyone will be in the next chapter though.


"Katie, why are you at work if all you're going to do is your homework?"

I looked up and grinned as Jacob walked over to me and sat down at the end of the table that I was working at. He swiped up one of my packets and flipped through it as I continued to scribble some notes down in my notebook. I was sitting in the break room, working on homework as there weren't many people in the restaurant.

Duke and Liam, the owners and the cooks of the restaurant (they're brothers) had made a special place for me back there after I had explained to them that I had to rush over to the restaurant after school or after I had done my homework. They both agreed that they would let me do my work whenever I had a break or go to the room and allow me to stay back there even if I didn't work that day, if I just needed a some peace and quiet from college.

Having that, and being able to go back home every weekend made it

"I have to get this stuff done so I can have the rest of the night free." I replied as I mentally calculated everything that I had to do. "I have to finish writing down these notes for my history class and then I have some Sociology homework to do as well."

"How can you stand this crap?" Jacob questioned as his brown eyes flicked over the pages before tossing the packet back at me.

"It's not crap," I denied as I grabbed the paper before it hit my face. "It's actually pretty interesting, since I want to be a lawyer and everything."

Jacob made a snorting sound at the back of his throat and I made a disgusted face, thinking that he was getting ready to hock a loogie or something. But he just rolled his eyes towards me as he ran his fingers through his blue hair.

"I thought that you didn't want to be a lawyer?" he stated, smiling cheekily as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I mean, weren't you the one that, for the first few months of UCLA, came stomping into work every day complaining about how your mom made you go into such a stupid major?"

"Yeah," I laughed as I rolled my eyes. "But then I realized how being a lawyer can be really cool," I shrugged modestly. "Plus, I'll be making a difference in someone's life."

"Or ruining it." Jacob ho-humed.

He laughed as I hit him on the arm.

"Flirting?" Charlie teased as she moved in between me and Jacob and rested her arms on the table as she smiled at the two of us. "Let's see Jatie or Kacob?" she asked, mashing our names together. "Which do you think sounds better?"

"Kacob?" Jacob commented as he burst out laughing, throwing his head back. "What kind of a smushing name is that? It sounds like a kind of a dessert maker."

"Besides," I rested my arm on Charlie's back and leaned against her. "I'm way too good for him." I looked at Jacob and gave him a wink.

He put his hand over his heart and gasped loudly.

"That hurts, Kates," he pretended to cry. "That really, really, hurts."

"Hey, what's going on?" Sarah hurried over, putting up her notepad and joined us. I laughed as she flopped on top of Jacob's lap and asked repeatedly what we were doing.

I can honestly say that these guys were my best friends and it was days like this that I really enjoyed. It was the kind of day where there was a long lull between costumers and we could goof off any way that we wanted. One time we even had a basketball game at the back of the restaurant with a bouncy ball and two wastebaskets. Another time Jacob had found a large spider and chased Sarah around with it (she's terrified of spiders) and then put it in the microwave and cooked it. Needless to say, it blew up after only a few seconds.

It was gross but cool at the same time.

Charlie and Sarah are the ones that I go to whenever I need advice, mostly on guys, and on homework and stuff. Sarah is definitely my bestie, as we're roommates and we're always hanging out with each other as well as Stephen and his girlfriend Holly. Charlie was like one of our family, even though she was out of college and seemed that she would be too good to work at this restaurant. Jacob and I, I can honestly say that we flirt a lot, but there's no way that we would go out. He was the first guy that I met when I started working at Silver Spring and it would be way too awkward if we started to date. After the guys had left to go do their own thing, he was kind of the space holder for me; the guy that I always went to when I was bored.

But it was still really cool that we could all hang out and not judge each other.

We were still goofing around when we heard the sound of the bell over the door to the restaurant ding and the sound of girl's laughter.

"Darn it," Sarah groaned as she brushed her hair out of her face. "I don't want to work yet."

"You may not have to," Jacob stated as he lifted a finger and got up from the table. He strode over to the door and then turned around to face us girls, an evil grin on his face. "Ten bucks that it's Katie's table."

"Whoa," I stood up and placed my hands on my hips. "What makes you think that it's my table?"

"Because you're like, the only one that's actually capable of having customers return," Jacob replied as if it was obvious. He motioned over to Charlie. "Her impatience is the driving force when it comes to people asking for the rest of us," Charlie stuck her tongue out at him as he motioned to Sarah. "She's a klutz and will drop at least one dish every time she works." He ignored Sarah's outraged cry as he motioned to himself. "And when people see me, they take one look and want to have a different server, even if I'm the only one available."

"He's got a point." Sarah commented lazily.

Jacob smirked before pushing open the door and disappearing from sight as he checked to see what table the girls had taken. He came back with his fists in the air and a triumphant look on his face.

"Ha!" He cried gleefully. "I was right; they're at Kates' table so that means that each of you owe me ten bucks." He started to dance, badly, in triumph.

"You'd think that," I grabbed my notepad and my pen. "But I didn't agree to the bet." I stated as I walked by him and out the door. As the door swung shut behind me, I could hear Jacob arguing with Sarah and Charlie that they owed him money.

I could also hear the melodious sound of pots and pans clanging together, along with the sound of running water. I couldn't help but smile, all of those sounds were familiar and very comforting. Along with the sound of my friends arguing in the background.

As I turned the corner to go over to my table, I let out an involuntary little shriek when I recognized my friends, Jo Taylor, Stephanie King, and Camille Sanders. I quickly hurried over and gave them big hugs as they chattered on about how big I had grown and asking what I was doing.

"Working obviously," I replied excitedly as I slid into the booth with them. "And getting as much work done as soon as possible so I can become a lawyer."

"Oh yeah, Kendall mentioned that." Jo agreed with a pleased smile and a nod. "You do have what it takes to be a lawyer, you can definitely scare people." She laughed. "Like all those times you scared Bitters when we were back at the Palm Woods."

"I can honestly say that that has helped me with my films," Stephanie laughed with agreement, pulling her hair out of her face. She held her hands up in the air as if it was a camera. "A montage of Bitters screaming and rampaging through the hotel." She giggled a little. "One of my best actually."

"Anyway," I waved my hands as I looked back and forth from each girl. "What's going on with all of you guys?"

"Well, when I'm not at Kendall's hockey games," Jo rolled her eyes. "Which believe me, are the most boring thing on the planet, I'm working on my new TV show." Her eyes lit up as they always did when she talked about her acting. "Actually, we're getting ready to do a movie based off of the show, so that should be fun."

"So when are you and Kendall going to get married?" I asked, getting to the point. I smiled at her blush. "I really want you as my sister."

"That's good to know," Jo laughed. "But I don't think right now is a good time, for both of our careers, to worry about a marriage yet." She turned to Stephanie, who was shaking her head, a smirk on her face. "What are you smirking about? When are you and Carlos going to get married?" she teased playfully.

I looked at Camille out of the corner of my eye, she had been quiet this whole time and that wasn't like her. Usually she made a big entrance about everything and I'm trying to understand what could be bothering as I listened to Stephanie.

"You know Carlos," Stephanie rolled her eyes a little. "You never know when he's going to surprise you with a hug attack or when he's going to be serious and take you out to dinner." She shrugged. "So I'm not going to stress about it."

"Why don't you propose to him?" Camille suggested, her eyes twinkling at the idea. "That would definitely surprise him.

"Yeah," Stephanie wrinkled her nose. "But I believe that it's more of a guy thing if he proposes. I don't know," she scratched her forehead. "I'm kind of old fashioned with that kind of thing."

"That's cool." I reassured her and then looked over at Camille. "What about you?" I asked with a teasing lift in my voice. "You've been kind of quiet, have something that you're trying to hide?"

"Sort of," Camille tried to smile but it faded quickly. She cupped her chin in her hand. "Logan and I broke up a couple of weeks ago."

Jo and Stephanie looked shocked, but I wasn't surprised at all. I knew eventually that she or Logan was going to spill as to why they broke up, and I would rather get it out of her, because I knew that Logan, being the sometimes arrogant and cocky guy that he can be, he would downplay it if something bad had happened.

"Really?" Jo looked upset.

"I knew that something was bothering you," Stephanie reached out and gently knocked on Camille's hand. "Why didn't you tell us earlier?" She turned the bottom corner of her mouth down as Camille shrugged quietly.

"I don't know," she looked at her hands. "I didn't want to make you guys upset because you guys are friends too."

Jo finally spoke up again. "I don't get it, you two were perfect for each other." She commented.

"Yeah, well," Camille rubbed the back of her neck. "We felt that for now we were better off as friends. Logan is still studying to become a doctor and he works so hard at it that he didn't really have much time for me anymore and because I've been doing all of this theatre stuff and I've had to do performances in different states every two days, so it was hard to see each other."

"Oh, well," I tried to find the right words to say. "At least you guys agreed to the breakup, it would have been worse if you broke up on bad terms." I added, trying to look on the bright side of things. "And you guys are still friends so you can still hang out."

"Yeah, I guess it's better than nothing." Camille finally smiled as she looked at me. "What about you? Any boyfriends?"

"No," I rolled my eyes, knowing that it would have gotten to me eventually. "Just a bunch of guy friends. I don't have time for a boyfriend right now, I'm too busy working on my homework and working here to be able to have time to date someone."

"That's good thinking," Stephanie agreed with a teasing smile. "You have all the time in the world to get a boyfriend that you can spend the most of your time with."

"You're only saying that because you've been dating Carlos for years." I stated as I rolled my eyes. "No need to flaunt it in my face."

"You would have agreed to go out with him too I f he continued to ask you out every day for two months." Stephanie stated, looking kind of annoyed. "It was sweet at first then it got very, very annoying."

"What are you guys doing this weekend?" Jo asked suddenly. "Kendall and Carlos have a hockey game this weekend and I would really love it if you guys could come so I wouldn't be there by myself, bored, and having no one to talk to."

"Sure thing," I agreed with an excited smile. "I haven't been to a hockey game in a long time. I love watching them play."

"You also love screaming to encourage someone to get checked into the boards." Stephanie commented dryly. "Why don't we make a night out of it?" she suggested. "All of us haven't been together for a long time; we can go to dinner afterwards."

"As long as I don't have to be the waitress, no problem." I joked and the girls laughed.

"That sounds like a really good idea," Camille smiled, looking like herself again. "I've missed the guys. Count me in too."

"Great," I smiled and stood up and grabbed my notepad from the front pocket of my apron and held a pencil over it. "Now, that reminds me that I need to take your guys' orders and get them back to the cooks before I lose my job."

"Don't worry," Camille smiled warmly. "We're going to give you a nice big tip."

"Thanks," I felt relieved. "Because the last friend that I had here was James, and he barely tipped me at all."


A/N: Alright, exam week is almost over, my last exam is an open book/note Wednesday morning, so that means that all during Christmas break I'll be able to update my stories and the next chapter, when they're all at the hockey game, will be much longer than this one. I hope you guys liked it anyway. All chapters after this will be longer.

Oh and for the part where Stephanie says that she's not a dancer, I got that off of the actress that plays her, Tristin Mays. She is a choreographer and loves to dance, so I decided to put that with Stephanie.

Cheers,

Riley