A.N.

So I think that after this chapter I'll either lose a lot of reviewers, or gain a lot. Because it's going to be different…. And a lot of people don't like that, but whatever.

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"No."

"Please," Karen said, on the verge of begging. "just let me talk to the owner…"

"Do you have an appointment?" asked the buff man guarding the door. All his name tag said was 'Fang'. Karen didn't ask, but she wasn't intimidated either.

"Look, I know the owner. If she says she doesn't know anyone by the name of Karen, she's lying."

"And why would I believe your word over hers, country girl?"

She cringed again at the words. "Because I don't even care about getting into the café! I just want to talk to Sofia!"

"That's Miss Steel to yo- wait! How did you know her first name!" the bouncer started getting suspicious.

"I already told you! I know her! Please, just let me talk to her."

Fang had a frown set on his face, but he looked the soaking wet girl standing in the rain, begging to talk to the manager of the most famous café in the city. His expression softened.

"I may get fired for this… but her door us up those stairs, second on the right," He pointed to a carpeted staircase to his left and he stepped out of the way. "Now hurry before anyone else tries to stop you."

"Thank you!" Karen said smiling, making a note that she owed the bouncer named 'fang' a favor. She rushed up the stairs as Fang just shook his head.

Karen rushed to up the stairs, then went to the second door on the right. There was a name plate that that said 'Sofia Steel: Owner'. This is it, Karen thought. How long has it been? At least… a couple years… I don't even remember how old I was then… My father would kill me if he knew I was here of all places! But I'm not supposed to think about him.

Her hand shakily touched the door handle… then she decided to knock first. She gently rapped on the door. She heard a frustrated sigh on the other side.

"Come in Fang, what is it now? Are those hoodlums back?" Sofia asked from the opposite side of the door.

Karen opened the door carefully and slipped in. She shut it behind her, leaning on it for support and she looked at her feet. When she finally looked up, there was Sofia. Jaw dropped in astonishment. When she saw Karen's eyes on her she abruptly shut her mouth, and eventually smiled slightly.

"K…Karen. It's been far, far too long."

"How long exactly?" Karen asked.

"3 years, give or take. So how's your father."

The invisible blow hit her harder than Sofia expected, and her face showed she was sorry.

"Uhm… well, he's okay. He's still working on the, uhm, vineyard," she stammered out.

"He still an angry old fool."

Karen flashed a devilish smile, this was the same Sofia she had always known. And she was still the same Karen. "If he wasn't, why would I be standing in the city, let alone this room."

"I don't know, maybe he would have changed his view on life. Maybe… but he's stubborn, just like you I see. So I'm guessing you need a job. Well, we need a new waitress. The job is yours."

This time it was Karen's jaw that dropped. "No interview, so quickly… no nothing?"

"Nope. I know you Karen," she winked. "More than most people do. I'm just so glad you finally decided to come."

Authors Note.

Okay, so I have a survey. Should Sofia be Karen's slightly older sister, or should she be a girl that used to be Karen's best friend… who wanted to be more, and Karen's father yelled at her to leave their family alone before Karen could decide anything. And no, I haven't forgotten about Tyson and Kai. They're just out of the story for a while. So what do you think? Who should Sofia be? I need ideas! And I'm taking whatever I got when I write the next chapter! So hurry!