Fending For Herself 4
Quinn stepped into the slightly dirty pizza place. The manager, who Quinn guessed had been the one who Jenifer talked to, was the only one on shift. He was frantically trying to serve customers. Quinn had gone through another restless night in the backseat of her car, but Jenifer told her that the manager would give her the key to her new apartment after her first shift.
"Hello, I'm Quinn Fabray, your new employee," she said to the manager, extending a handshake.
The manager smiled at Quinn, and said, "Well, Quinn, I'm Bob Hutchinson, but you can just call me Bob."
"Nice to meet me. So what exactly is my job description?"
"Well, the starting pay is ten dollars an hour. You'll work from 4 to 6 on weekdays, and 9 to 12 on Saturdays. You have Fridays and Sundays off. If you can prove you're a hard worker, you'll get a raise and a promotion. Your job is to clean the restaurant. I man the registers and my wife, Rudy, cooks the food. So, cleaning is everything from emptying the trash to washing the dishes. We hardly have had any clean trays lately, and we've been struggling with that."
Quinn nodded, and then he said, "Come on, Quinn, come to the back so I can give you your uniform."
Quinn headed to the back with Bob. He got out a red apron, a striped cuff shirt, a visor, and a pair of black pants. Quinn took it, and then went to the bathroom to change.
When she came out, she headed to the back again and began to do the dishes. She scrubbed at them, putting them away when she finished. Then, she got out a bucket of water, a mop, a broom, and a dustpan. She began to sweep the floors, and then started to mop them.
Just then, two very familiar people walked through the door. Quinn froze in place. One was tall, with slightly messy hair, and smelled like sweat and cheap soap. The other was shorter, with slightly long brown hair. The two were Rachel and Finn.
And they were holding hands.
The first impulse Quinn had was to rush over and slap Finn across the face for telling her parents she was pregnant. The second was to run over and tear the two apart.
The third impulse she had was to rush to the bathroom and cry. But, instead, Quinn kept mopping the floors, but stayed close enough so she could hear Rachel and Finn talking.
"Hey sweet tart, you can get anything you desire."
Quinn felt the tears rush to her eyes. Finn used to call Quinn sweet tart. Not BERRY. Quinn needed a way to make Finn want her again.