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Wyanet POV"Waitressing isn't so bad Wy" Kiram committed.
"Like hell!" I retorted. "Why do I have to be a waitress anyway? Huh? You shouldn't be a cashier you suck with money!"
"I don't-"
"Remember the county fair? It cost seven bucks a person. One group came up short on change and another you handed them a five, which was good. But instead of a one you gave them a ten!"
"No-"
"And another time at McDonalds this hot guy ordered a big Mac, and you not only super sized it but you gave him his money back and then some. And there was the time-"
"Okay. Okay. I get it. But come on Wy that was forever ago. And no one in their right mind would let you be cook. Don't get me wrong your better than me. At least when you're not pissed or trying to poison someone."
"Point taken. But I don't like having to go around saying 'Hi. I'm Wy. I'll be your sever today.' I'm not a slave. And I've smiled more today than I've ever smiled in my entire life. Not to mention-"
"Excuse me. Miss? I'd like to get a box."
Grrr…son of a bitch
"Em…here ya go. Have a nice day." I said with a fake smile, quickly moving over to a new arrival group of guys. Definitely punks. The kind who thinks they're everything, great just what I needed.
"Hi. I'm Wy, and I'll be your sever today."
"Why hello babe. Say whatcha doin' tonight?"
"Nothin with you that's for sure."
"Whoa temperamental."
"I'll give you temperamental," I muttered.
"What was that sugar?" the guy asked 'sweetly'.
"I said I'll give you temperamental if you don't shut the fuck up!" I said coldly, trying desperately not to loose my temper. "Now what do you want?"
"Two coffees, sweet."
I turned abruptly on my heel and marched off to retrieve their coffees.
Arrogant little bastard. The son of a bitch needs to learn a lesson about…
"Whoa!" the feeling of a hand on my ass brought me back to reality. "You little shit!" I shrieked. Quickly I grabbed his hand, yanked it off my ass and twisted. "Mother-fucker I warned you to fuck off. But no! You don't listen."
"Ms. Wolfe! That is quite enough." Came the angry voice of the manager. "A word."
With one final death glare sent to the little bastard. I marched off to the register where the manager was waiting for me looking extremely POd.
"Wolfe I cannot have you behaving like this. I don't give a damn what a customer does you are to smile and be polite. I can see that you won't be able to handle this so you're fired."
"Sorry boss." I said sarcastically. "But you can't fire me." I grabbed Kiram from her grinning position and yanked her towards the door. "We quit."
"Wha…?" Kiram's grin turned into a look of dismay. "But I liked working the cash register. Hot guys! Nooo!"
Dragging Kiram out the door I turned down the side alley and proceeded on to the back of the building. Coming around the corner, I froze, dropping Kiram flat on her ass.
"Ouch. That hurt Wy-!" looking over her shoulder she saw why I froze. "Oooh. Whose the hunk?" she asked admiringly.
I gave her a death glare, which went unnoticed because she was to busy watching Zai and the 'hunk' necking it out.
The 'hunk' was a little taller than Zai, baggy blue jeans with the work uniform shirt, a slight tan graced his arms and face, and his brown hair was without highlights. In the back it was short, spiked on top, and bangs framed his face. Just the kind of guy she loved.
Zai had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck and he was literally squeezing her ass. Slowly he started moving up under her shirt. Kiram suddenly appeared behind him and proceeded in poking him in his back. Startled he jerked back, ripping Zai's shirt, and smacked himself in the head.
He fell backwards and landed on top of Kiram unconscious. Kiram turned red as a beet and started trying to kick him off. After a few minutes of struggling Kiram looked up at Zai. Zai was giving her a glare cold enough to freeze hell and her eye was twitching. Kiram gasped and all the color drained from her face. Quickly she exerted herself and shoved the 'hunk' off then jumped up and bolted.
I was laughing hysterically. As Zai approached me I stopped and looked at her. We both burst out laughing.
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That was great. Another chap done. I can finally cross another to-do thing off my list. But then each time I do I have to add another few things to it. Horrible. So much to do so little time. But there's always time to make fun of Kiram. I'll let you guys brainstorm ideas on how she managed to get pixie stick candy up her nose (or was it the whole thing?). And of course it wasn't on purpose so don't let her convince you of that. We all know better.