You're late…
"TAAAAAAAAAAARAAAAA! Wake up!"
"God, Taffy, I'm up, I'm up." Tara responded to her younger sister. "Now get out of my room!"
Taffy continued jumping on Tara's bed.
"Taffy, you're 15 years old. Don't you think you're a bit to old to jump on beds?"
"Humph," Taffy pouted, walking out the door.
Tara got out of her bed and walked over to her closet. Opening the door, she looked for what she was going to wear today. She stood there for about 5 minutes, and then decided on a pair of denim shorts and a tight yellow shirt.
She slowly walked down the stairs.
"Hi Tara. Dad says…" Taffy started.
"That you have to drive us to camp today." Her twin sister, Candy finished.
"I can't. I have to go to work. It's my first day. And besides, can't you two walk? It's only two blocks away." Tara commented.
"You'll be disobeying dad, and…"
"You know how he gets when you don't listen."
"You know what? I don't give a damn what dad thinks. I'm already paying for myself to go to college next year. Now, I'm leaving. Goodbye." She pulled the front door shut behind her.
Jumping in her car, she pulled out of the driveway, and headed to the coffee shop.
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"I'm here!" Tara called, walking into the coffee shop. "Sorry I'm…"
"You're late." Murray scolded her, throwing a dark green smock at her. " We open in 10 minutes. Your job today will be to bus tables. Got it?"
"Okay." She responded.
Right then Raven came busting through the door. She looked as if she had just run 5 miles (which she probably had). She was wearing a pair of baggy khaki pants and a black T-shirt bearing the words "Call me when you get a life" that looked as if it was a size too big. She had a black sweatband around her wrist with a blue flame on it, like the kind you could get at Claire's for $2.
"Your late," Murray scolded her, in the same admonishing tone he had scolded Tara. He tossed her a dark green smock identical to Tara's. "We open in 8 minutes. You're washing dishes today."
Raven and Tara headed into the back. They saw the boy from yesterday standing there.
"Hi," he said. "I didn't get to properly introduce myself yesterday. I'm Garfield Logan. My Uncle Murray runs this place. He's a bit sour in the mornings."
"I'm Tara, and this is Raven." She said, gesturing to Raven, who was cussing under her breath at the prospect of having to do dishes.
"Nice to meet you Tara. You to, Raven… I think." He said, unsure about the last part.
"We're opening!" they heard Murray's voice call.
"Well, best get to work," Tara said, sarcastically.