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The Coffee shop – Chapter 4

"…Chased… by… boys…"

She's taking her time,

Thinking of the reasons,

To justify all the hurt inside,

Guess she knows by their smiles

And the look in their eyes,

Everyone's got a theory 'bout the bitter one,

"Turn that damn music off!" Arella Roth yelled to her daughter. "It's 7 AM"

"Sorry, mom, that's my alarm clock," Raven answered, hitting the off button, and getting out of her bed. She walked over the small dresser, and picked up some clothes that were hanging out of one of the drawers. She put them on, and then looked at herself in the mirror. Ripped jeans, an almost-too-small Savage Garden concert T-shirt that her mom bought her a few years ago, and the sweatband she had worn yesterday.

Grabbing her bag, she ran out the door. "Love ya mom, see ya tonight."

She quickly jogged the 5 miles to Murray's Coffee Shop, and when she got there, noticed that the door was locked. No one was in there.

5 minutes later, a blue jeep pulled up. Gar jumped out of the passenger seat and unlocked the door.

"Sorry we're late." He said. "Bad traffic."

They headed in, and started to get set up. A few minutes later, Tara came in.

"Gar, you'll be making the drinks. Raven, take over the register. Tara, you're bussing again." Murray instructed, as he flipped the sign on the door from closed to open.

"Bussing again?" Tara yelled. "Why me?" But Murray had already walked out the door.

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The bell signaling the opening of the door rang. A tall girl with red hair ran in. She stopped, panting.

"Can I help you?" Raven asked.

"Need… place… to… hide… being… chased… by… boys…" The girl panted.

"Oh, ok! Right back here." Tara chimed in, showing the girl into the kitchen.

"So, what's your name?" Tara asked the girl.

"Kori. Kori Anders." She replied.

"Well, hello Kori Anders. I'm Tara Markov. That grumpy girl at the register, that's Raven Roth. A—"

The door opened. Gar came running in.

"Why is there – Who is—" he stammered.

"And that little idiot there is Garfield Logan." Tara finished. "Gar, this is Kori Anders. She needed a place to hide."

At that moment, Raven came in.

"It's safe. You can go now. They're gone." She told Kori, monotonously. "Oh, and what's your name?"

"Kori," Kori responded. "And thank you."

The four of them walked out of the kitchen. It was down hour, so there were no customers.

"You know, this place is kinda nice," Kori said. "And I could use some extra money… Can I work here?"

"Sure thing, you start 8 AM sharp tomorrow morning," said Gar, in a perfect imitation of his uncle's voice.

"Can I start now?"

"Sure, you can bus tables with Tara." He responded.

"…Or instead of…" muttered Tara, under her breath.