Jamaican Sunshower: Hey! I'm back already with the second chapter and it's longer! I'm actually a little surprised that I got reviews at all for just the prologue, but hey! It happened! So, to reward you guys, here's an actual chapter that is much longer and a lot more detailed! I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
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The Cair Paravel
Chapter 2: Pancho Lee's Cafe
Pancho Lee's Café
A small sigh, a gust of air to blow a long curl out of her face, a slap on the butt, a yelp followed by a painful groan, and a roll of dark brown eyes to indicate that she knew who did.
"Must you slap me on the ass every time I bend down?"
The older woman standing next to her smiled playfully, the bangs of her short hair cut, the only thing long about it, sweeping over her brow and making her light brown eyes appear almost mysterious.
"Well, when you put it out there like that!" the woman joked, leaning against the counter where her young liege was currently resting, holding weigh up with her arms.
"It's not my fault my ass is this big! I was born with it!" the younger girl retorted, defending herself as she stood straight to pull in the butt in question.
The woman laughed as she leaned her head back to allow for the cool air to soothe the heat along her neck, "Whatever, Gen. Just be happy that it was me and not some old pervert."
The 17 year old female's name was actually, in full, Geneva Cruise and her older companion was Kathy Larkson. Both women actually lived together and both worked at the ever so luxurious resort, The Cair Paravel in Honolulu. Kathy was Geneva's guardian, the 28 year old woman taking custody of Geneva when the girl was merely 10 years old. Why you ask? Well, that story's for a different time.
Geneva let out a gust of air as she leaned back against the counter, the conspicuous butt sticking out once again. Kathy looked at the younger girl, a look on confusion and slight concern on her face.
"Hey," she called, causing Geneva to raise her head and look at her, "Why aren't you ecstatic?"
Geneva looked to her right as if the question was awkward and shook her head, "Why the hell would I be ecstatic right now? It's summer."
"That's why you should be ecstatic!" Kathy exclaimed, jumping on her toes and smiling real big.
Geneva stared at her for a moment before saying, "Are you high?!"
"Geneva, listen," Kathy reprimanded, moving to stand behind her and use her hands to paint an imaginary picture, "It's summer. The waves are big and blue. The skies are clear and filled with beautiful birds-."
"Ready to eat our food," Geneva interrupted before Kathy bumped her in the back of the head.
"Sh! I'm not done talking. The pay is gonna be better because of all the tourists coming in for their vacations, not to mention all the great tips! Aaaannndd, all the eye candy as the boys start piling in," Kathy finished with a coy smile across her lips, "And you know that they will be pining after you, Miss Big Booty."
"Leave my booty out of this and no, no guys," Geneva stated firmly.
"And why not?" Kathy shot back, putting her hands on her hips.
"Because no guy has ever looked my way for anything more than my ass. That's all they see when I walk by and I'm sick of it!" Geneva spat, standing straight again to go and grab a tray filled with food.
Kathy whipped around to look at her, "What if you found a guy who didn't look at you like that?"
"Fat chance," Geneva replied as she picked up the tray and headed for the door.
"Geneva, seriously," Kathy called, stopping the dark-brown eyed girl at the door, "What if you found a guy who really did like you for you? Would you give him the time of day?"
"You know what? I'm going to pretend you didn't say anything about a guy right now and instead said to take this to table four and I'm going to leave. Hi Erin," Geneva greeted her co-worker before pushing through the doors and walking into the dinning area with the customary smile on her face, the one the manager said she had to wear at all times when working.
Kathy sighed as Erin came to stand next to her, putting her tray of empty plates down on the counter. The blond haired, blue-eyed 22 year old looked at the door where Geneva had just left and back at Kathy with a knowing smile on her face.
"Still tryin' to get lil' Gen to go for a guy this year?" the young woman asked, her country accent making her soft voice all the more adorable.
Kathy made a Hmmm noise and shook her head, "That girl will never know how wonderful love is unless she starts to let her guard down. She's too protective of herself."
"Well, she doesn't want to be hurt, which is understandable," Erin said, "Kathy, listen, I was the same way as that lil' girl out there…until I met Carter."
Here, Erin turned to look at the back kitchen where a tall, brown haired, green-eyed young man was cooking. He looked up for a moment and smiled lovingly at the blond woman before going back to his work. Erin sighed softly and turned back to Kathy, who rolled her eyes at the scene playfully.
"You just gotta give little miss a little time. She'll find her way there eventually, her own way," Erin soothed, putting her hand on Kathy's arm.
The darker woman smiled at her friend and laughed, "Yeah that would be a lot more comforting if I didn't know Geneva liked to take the long way!"
Erin and Kathy laughed together before they both got back to work, grabbing trays to take to their tables. Pancho Lee's Café was a well-known restaurant in Honolulu, especially since it was part of the Cair Paravel Resort. The entire staff was tight knit brought together by their humor, their love for surfing, their understanding of one another and their ability to take Pancho's sarcastic words of wisdom. Every summer was filled with laughs and adventure for them and this one was just another to add to the scrapbook.
Honolulu Airport
The 1st class passengers of the United Airway airplane all stepped out of the air-conditioned quarters and into the warm summer air of Honolulu. One particular passenger, a little 8 year old girl with short reddish brown hair, big bluish-green eyes, pale skin with freckles dotting her nose, and a huge excited smile, skipped her way into the luggage area.
"This is so exciting!" the little girl cried exuberantly, her British accent apparent in her voice, "Don't you think so, too Peter?!"
She turned to the young man who was following behind her, smiling up at him. This Peter was a tall young man of 19 with lightly tanned skinned that stretched over well-defined muscles, though he hardly worked out much. His face seemed to have been carved by angels for his aspects were undeniable handsome. High cheekbones, a set jaw, a pert nose, soft, pink lips, and the bluest eyes you could ever see adorned his features as his sun blond hair swept low across his brow.
Peter smiled at his little sister, ruffling her hair slightly as he chuckled at her glee, "Of course I do, Lucy. It's our first on one of the Hawaiian islands!"
"It sure is!" another voice interrupted them, causing the two siblings to turn around.
Following behind Peter was a bubbly ash-blond young woman of 19 with the looks of an angel. Her hair curled about her face and fell to her back in larger curls. Her eyes were a pretty hazel accentuated by the dark eyeliner and mascara she used. Her skin was soft and pale and her figure was small and petite. She really did look like an angel among the people in Honolulu, only problem was she acted like a spoiled princess on speed.
"Even Julia 's excited!" Peter laughed, looking down at his sister with a smile.
However, little Lucy's own enthusiasm diminished into a scowl. She absolutely detested Julia, hated her ever since she first latched herself onto her brother's arm. You see, Julia Bonnet was Daddy's Little French Princess who always got everything she wanted from clothes to jewelry to electronics to, you guessed it, men. And Peter just so happened to be Julia 's next target. Although nothing has been established yet, Julia was close to getting Peter to refer to her as "girlfriend". Lucy hated the woman because the witch had chosen her dear older brother as her next victim. And what made it worse was the fact that little Lucy was just a tool Julia used to get on Peter's good side; Peter absolutely adored his little sister and anyone who showed the same adoration was a friend of his.
"I still don't see why we HAVE to spend the vacation with her and why I have to share a room with her," Lucy grumbled, crossing her arms as she looked for her bags on the conveyer belt.
Peter chuckled again, "Because, Lu, the more the merrier and it saves us all money! Instead of getting three separate rooms, we just get two and split the cost."
"Well, ugh, why can't I share a room with you then?!" Lucy retorted, looking up at her brother with pleading eyes.
Peter looked just about ready to cave when Julia interrupted, "Oh come now, Little Lucy, a man needs his space! Besides, you and I will have lots of fun together! Staying up and talking about girl things! I'll even do your hair and nails!"
Lucy had to fight to keep from glaring daggers at her; "You see, Lucy!? You're still going to have lots of fun! And you'll have a great roommate!"
Julia giggled sweetly and twirled a blond lock around her finger, "Oh, Peter dear, I think I see our bags coming down the conveyer belt!"
Sure enough, said bags were slowly sliding down the ramp and onto the conveyer belt, a large pink one practically crushing Peter and Lucy's bags. Peter nodded and turned back to the two females.
"I'll go get them. I'll be right back," he said as he ran off.
Lucy was about to follow when Julia shot out her hand and grasped her shoulder harshly, her perfectly manicured nails digging into Lucy's shoulder. The blond woman turned the 8-year-old around forcefully and glared into her eyes.
"Listen, you little brat!" she spat out, "This vacation is very important to me. This is the one time I can have Peter all to myself and make him fall in love with me and I'm not going to let some childish little imp take that from me! You will behave and not ruin this for me, do I make myself clear!?"
Lucy glared back at Julia and said nothing. Julia became infuriated and glared harder.
"You're nothing but a little-."
"I'm back!"
"Angel! Aww! She's such a precious angel!" Julia cried in a fake, exuberant voice, holding Lucy tight.
Peter smiled warmly at the two, feeling his heart swell with pride, "This is such a wonderful sight to see! My baby sister and good friend getting along so well!"
Julia smiled her sugar sweet smile and hugged Lucy tighter. Lucy, however, remained still and looked at everything but her brother and the witch as she was released. Peter handed Lucy her luggage and offered to carry Julia 's huge pink luggage bag. Julia gushed over how chivalrous Peter was; Lucy almost vomited. The trio then proceeded to leave the airport and got into the SUV Julia 's father supplied for them that would be taking them to their final destination, The Cair Paravel.
During the whole car ride, Julia squawked over how wonderful the vacation would be and how the resort looked since her dad had been there once before on a business trip and took pictures to show her what it looked like. Peter listened with a polite ear and put in his opinions in the right places. Lucy tuned her out altogether, finding the blond woman's voice to be unbearable when listened to for so long. She also came to the conclusion that the resort probably wasn't all that great since Julia had the tendency over exaggerate on everything. However, her opinion quickly changed upon arrival.
The resort was indeed very grand, as Julia had said, with a gleaming white, 14-floor hotel that stood majestically over the dark brown bungalows below and overlooked the clear, blue sea. The SUV pulled up in front of the hotel, passing under the large arches that with the sign that read in "The Cair Paravel". The driver opened the door and Lucy stepped out to marvel at how large and grand everything was and she was still outside. Tourists flocked here and there dressed in their summer outfits, all of them more than likely heading to the beach.
"Lucy, c'mon! Let's get checked in!" Peter called from the doorway, waiting for his sister as she bounded over excitedly.
And just to add reference, the inside was just as grand as the outside! Large, marble pillars led a path down to the check-in counter. Murals and paintings of majestic fish and magical mermaids were painted along the walls, giving the sense of an underwater theme. There was a bright chandelier hanging overhead, brightening the room with it's glow. Lucy stumbled to the front desk behind her brother, totally breathless from the beautiful scenery.
"Hello! Welcome to the Cair Paravel! How may I help you?" the woman at the front desk greeted, smiling warmly. From what could be seen of her, she was dressed in a casual white blouse with the top buttons undone and had a pretty, pink flower pinned in her thick, brown hair.
"We're here to check in!" Peter answered, smiling and feeling his body warm from the polite greeting.
"Of course, sir. Name?" the woman continued, setting her fingers up to type on the computer.
"Peter Pevensie and Julia Bonnet," Peter replied, watching as the woman typed a few letters on the keyboard and then reached behind her for the keys.
"Mr. Pevensie, you have a single suite and Ms. Bonnet, you have the double suite," the woman stated, handing the keys over, "Please enjoy your stay at the Cair Paravel."
Peter and Julia nodded and made their way to the elevator, Lucy tagging along close behind. They entered the fancy looking elevator and pushed the button that led up to the 4th floor, Julia just babbling on about the luxury of the hotel.
"Oh, this is going to be so much fun, isn't it Peter!?" she exclaimed, taking his arm in hers.
Peter smiled at her and nodded, "It sure will be. Right, Lucy?"
Lucy didn't answer; she was too busy looking out the glass elevator to the ocean, which was a glistening blue and clear as the skies above it. Peter chuckled at the amaze look on his sister's face, gently stroking her hair.
"Oh! How about, after we rest up a little, we go to Pancho Lee's Café? It's well known for it's excellent service and exquisite food!" Julia said in glee, jumping on her toes.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea," Peter answered.
Lucy turned back to the two and stopped herself from glowering, "Yeah. Just wonderful."
Pancho Lee's Café: Dinner Rush
"Tell me again why we're staying for the night shift," Geneva whined as she blotted the sweat from her forehead and fixed her uniform.
"Because we need the money and they need the help," Kathy answered, checking her makeup in the mirror of the girl's bathroom, applying just a tad bit more lipstick.
Geneva rolled her eyes and tsked, leaning down to relace her boots. You see, the uniform at Pancho Lee's Café wasn't the regular Denny's uniform. Although the colors remained black and white, the style varied between the males and females. All the male employees had to wear the customary black slacks accompanied by the white, button down dress shirt with a black vest over it and black dress shoes and their nametag. For all the female employees, they had to wear a long-sleeved, button down blouse with a black vest over it as well, non-denim shorts that stopped at mid-thigh, knee length black boots and then their nametags.
"I still don't see what possessed Pancho to choose this style for our uniforms. Kind of makes me want to call him a pervert," Geneva voiced, jumping off the counter she was sitting on.
"Hey, it brings customers in and that's all that matters," Kathy stated, fluffing her bangs more to the side.
"Yeah, you won't be saying that when I'm being raped behind some dumpster," the younger woman grumbled, moving towards the door.
"Hey, when that happens you can tell everyone you at least got some," Kathy retorted, earning a shocked and horrified look from her young ward.
Kathy laughed at her expression, "I was just playing, Gen, don't freak!"
"How can I not!? You just basically said you'd ALLOW for some guy to rape me!"
"Now you know I would never do that. You're much too precious to me," Kathy reprimanded, touching Geneva's chin slightly before moving out of the bathroom, "Now come on, they need us out there."
Geneva lagged behind as Kathy went ahead of her, hips swinging and her shorts making her look seductive. Geneva still had a worried expression on her face before she sighed and flopped after her guardian.
"Yeah, but apparently my chastity isn't precious enough for her to try and protect," she grumbled.
She entered the kitchen a little after Kathy just in time to see another one of their co-workers, a handsome boy with tanned skin, brown hair, and dark brown eyes named Lucas, come rushing in.
"Okay, ladies and gents, dinner rush! I hope everyone's ready!" he exclaimed, pointing to the dinning area.
"I just have one question!" Geneva voiced, raising her hand slightly, "How many guys are out there?"
Lucas took a moment to look out the circular window before grinning and turning back to his dark-skinned friend, "Quite a few, Gen. Better hustle quick if you want to get good tips."
"Oh, trust me, she ain't gotta hustle. If she walks real slow, they'll be putting dollar bills down her shirt," another co-worker embellished with an impish smile. This was Audrey, another pretty black girl with her long hair in neat cornrows and the prettiest hazel eyes anyone's ever seen.
Geneva rolled her eyes at her friend and stared at her, "You know, I would like to go just one night without being reminded that my butt is a total dog magnet."
"Ooohh! That's going to be hard!" Audrey cried, laughing and giving a high-five to another co-worker that stood beside her. He was a tall, 29-year-old Hawaiian man with curly brown hair and brown eyes named Jonjo.
"Okay, okay, you guys, get off her butt and back into work," Kathy commanded, smiling as she heard Geneva groan, "Now, let's get moving before Pancho comes in here."
Almost as if on cue, a large man with a pot belly apparent under his white, chef's coat came storming out from the kitchen doors. His balding head was hidden underneath tote and only the dark brown hair on the sides of his head was visible. His dark eyes danced with impatience as he waved his ladle at his employees.
"Hey, what's everyone doing standing around here!? Get out there and start taking orders! This no McDonald's! Be professional!" he shouted, causing all his employees to scurry off while giggling.
To any outsider, Pancho may seem like a total prick with no sense of humor and a harsh tongue, but to his employees who had all known him for more than 3 years, he was a really good friend. Although his words were harsh, they held much wisdom beyond their years and he may seem like he doesn't have a sense of humor, but even he gets involved in a practical joke or two. Not to mention he gives great hugs considering how large and plump he was.
"Hey! Erin! Carter! Stop making kissy faces and get back to work! Jesus, you kids think this must be some night club!" Pancho exclaimed as Erin came giggling out the doors, her hair slightly messy and her cheeks red.
So, the night was underway and the dinner rush was definitely a RUSH! The employees didn't take a moments rest as customer after customer filed into the lush restaurant, all of them ordering plate upon plate of food. It was exhausting, but fun at the same time since Geneva and Kathy cracked jokes to each other and to their friends as well.
"Whew! This shift is killer! My paycheck better be twice as big as the last one for all the work we doin'!" Geneva cried, stopping to catch her breath after her last order of 7 plates of Pacho Alfredo.
"Oh, c'mon Geneva! We've been through much worse!" Kathy stated as she stopped next to her young ward, "Besides, it can't all be that bad. I saw that table of guys staring at you."
"Dogs, all of them!" Geneva shouted, throwing her hands in the air, "None of their eyes met mine. Do you want to know where they were the entire time? My bosom and my bust!"
"Did you get a tip though when they left?" Kathy inquired.
"Yeah. $20 from each of them," Geneva answered, fixing her ponytail.
"There were at least 6 guys at that table! You just made $120 worth in tips alone!" Kathy proclaimed in astonishment.
Geneva shrugged her shoulders with narrowed eyes, "Thank the butt."
"Thank you butt!" Kathy cried, slapping Geneva on her rump again.
"Yow!" Geneva yelped, rubbing her backside since the slap actually stung.
"Oh, you're so dramatic!" Kathy called as she made her way to the door before stopping abruptly and leaning back to look through the glass window.
"Woah! G-Geneva! Come here!" Kathy exclaimed, waving the younger over frantically.
"What is it?" Geneva asked, her words muffled from her face being pressed against the counter, the cold marble cooling her heated skin.
"Hot guy!" was Kathy's answer, "C'mere!"
"Oh, god Kathy! Will you give it a rest!?" Geneva groaned as she reluctantly raised her head and made her way towards her guardian, "I'm telling you there is not a guy on this island that will interest- WOAH!!"
Geneva interrupted herself as she got an eyeful of the guy Kathy had spotted. He was absolutely gorgeous! His hair was a golden blond, as golden as the sun, and his skin was tanned and taut over obvious muscles as they rippled under his thin white shirt. And even though she was all the way across the room in another room, Geneva could still see the color of his breathtaking blue eyes as clear as day. She fell back against Kathy, holding a hand over her heart as she pretended to be at a loss of breath.
"Man! He's hott!" she exclaimed, fanning herself.
"Uh huh! Told you!" Kathy replied with a smirk.
"Oh man! What a hunk of beefcake who has a girlfriend," Geneva started enthusiastically before her spirits dropped at the sight of the pretty blond next to the guy, "And a kid! Good lord!"
Kathy looked to see that the man did indeed have what looked to be an 8 year old girl with him as the three of them were seated in the center of the restaurant. She sighed through her nose before she regained her impish grin.
"Well, we don't know that for sure!" she said; she was determined to get the two known to one another.
"What's your point?" Geneva asked, catching onto the mischievous way her guardian said those words.
"My point is…you're taking his table!" she cried as she pushed Geneva out the doors and into the dinning area.
"What?! NO! Kathy you let me back in there right now!" Geneva called, trying to get back into the back area, but Kathy was leaning against the door to keep it closed.
"Just go and take their order!" Kathy called from the other side.
Geneva huffed and kicked the door, relishing in the fact that she actually caused her older friend some harm when she heard a cry of pain, and stood straight again. She fixed her uniform and slowly made her way to the mysterious young man's table, the customary smile on her smile as it masked her nervousness.
"Hello! My name is Geneva and I'll be your waitress for tonight!" she greeted once she was in front of the trio, her note pad ready, "Are you all ready to order or would you like some more time to think?"
The blue eyed male turned those mesmerizing eyes to her and smiled. He had the sweetest smile she's ever seen, so warm and kind. Geneva nearly melted.
"Hello, Geneva and I do believe we are ready to order," he responded, making Geneva's knees buckle slightly. He had a freakin' British accent! Good Lord, that is sexy!
"Alright then," she answered slightly breathless, "So what would it be for you, sir?"
"Peter."
Geneva looked up, "I'm sorry?"
"You called me sir. My name is Peter," the blue-eyed man corrected with a smile.
Geneva didn't know what to say at first, but she eventually got her voice back and smiled, "Okay then. Peter, what would you like to order?"
"I'll have the…um…Sweet and Sour Chicken with a baked potato and rice," Peter ordered, smiling as he handed the menu over to the waitress.
"Okay…and to drink?" she asked once she had the food order.
"Um…I'll have an ice tea," Peter answered.
Geneva nodded and turned her attention to the blond woman, "And for you ma'am?"
"Well, I'll have the Cesar Salad with Angel Hair Pasta and water to drink," the woman ordered, handing the menu over to Geneva while her eyes stayed fixated on Peter.
Geneva nodded once again before turning her attention to the little girl, "And how about young miss?"
"Oh, she'll just have some Angel Hair Pasta as well," the woman answered, causing the little girl to scowl at her.
"No I will not," the little girl griped out before focusing her attention back on her menu, seeming to concentrate very hard.
Geneva noticed her do this and crouched down so she and the little one could talk a little privately.
"Hey, what's your name?" Geneva asked gently.
"Lucy," the little girl answered, looking at Geneva with big, innocent bluish green eyes.
"Lucy, do you not know what's on this menu?" Geneva asked her, a smile on her face.
Lucy seemed reluctant to answer, "Well…all this stuff seems…to grown up for me. Too fancy."
"Ohhhh!" Geneva said with a small giggle.
"What do you suggest?" Lucy asked innocently.
"What do I suggest for someone like you?" Geneva asked, earning a nod from Lucy, "Nothing on this menu, but," she said, taking the menu from Lucy's hands, "I can call in a few favors and get you something that you'd really like."
"Really?!" Lucy asked, a big smile on her face.
Geneva smiled back and nodded her head, "Yup! Just tell me what you want!"
Lucy took a moment to think before she bounced up with her answer, "A hamburger with french fries and a chocolate shake!"
"Alright! A hamburger with french fries and a chocolate shake! Got it!" Geneva repeated with a smile, "I shall have your orders shortly!"
With that, she turned on her heel and swagged away. Once she was behind the doors in the back room, she went to the phone and called a number. It rang a couple of times before she got an answer.
"Hey, Joseph! It's Geneva, look I need a favor!…Yeah, I know you're on the clock but I got an order for a hamburger with french fries and a chocolate shake…I know I work in a restaurant too, but Pancho doesn't make those kind of dishes!…Please Joseph!…Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! You're the best!…Yeah, of course I'll pay for it…HOW MUCH?!…Oh god, man, you're killing me!…Alright, alright fine! Jeez!…Okay…Okay…See you in 15…Alright, bye."
Geneva hung up the phone with a large sigh and rolled her eyes, "That man is going to break me! Jeez, guess it's a good thing I got that $120 tip. The booty got powers."
With that last remark, Geneva returned back to work. Back at the table, Peter, who hadn't missed her little chat with his sister, smiled as the waitress walked away. He also couldn't help but notice how her hips swung oh so seductively and how well she filled out those shorts. Please don't get me wrong, Peter is in no way a pervert or a disrespective dog, but he can appreciate a woman's finer aspects when he sees them. He also admired the way she took care of Lucy, that aspect touching his heart warmly.
"Um…Peter," Julia voiced, catching the young man's attention, "Are you…are you staring at that waitress?"
"Um…well…," Peter stammered, turning a little pink.
"He can look at whomever he wants. Besides, Geneva's nice," Lucy sneered out, her eyes getting bigger and a smile crossing her face as she mentioned Geneva's name.
"Oh, please Lucy, that girl isn't a spock of nice," Julia scolded, looking down at her nails, "She's only acting nice so we would leave her a bigger tip. She couldn't care less about a total stranger like you."
"Now, hold on," Peter interjected, "If Lucy thinks that Geneva is nice, then I believe her. We hardly know the girl, so let's at least give her the benefit of the doubt."
Julia looked about ready to retort before she remembered her goal and smiled sugar sweet, "Oh, of course, Peter! Whatever you say!"
Peter smiled and settled back to wait for the food. About 15 minutes later, Geneva came back with two plates and two drinks.
"Okay, a Sweet and Sour Chicken with a baked potato and Ice Tea for Peter," she started, setting the first dish in front of the blond man, "And a Cesar Salad with Angel Hair Pasta and water."
Lucy looked slightly disappointed as she stared up at Geneva. The kind waitress raised her index finger and winked before walking over to the main entrance of the restaurant where she met a man holding a tray filled with food, another friend of hers who worked in another restaurant, the one designed more so for kids. She thanked him and gave him the money to pay for the food along with a tip, however she did this all with reluctance. She appeared back at Peter's table with a tray of food and a smile to accompany the food.
"And, for Miss Lucy, a hamburger with an order of french fries and a chocolate shake!" she announced with a flourish while placing the tray down.
Lucy clapped her hands excitedly before reaching out to hug Geneva around the waist, "Oh, thank you so much! You're oh so very nice!"
Geneva looked a little stunned at first before she hugged Lucy in return and laughed, "You're welcome! Enjoy your dinner!"
She walked away from Peter's table but not before looking back once to catch the man of the group looking back at her with bright, blue eyes and a warm smile. Geneva smiled back and continued her way to the back to get another order, a smile on her face the entire time.
After Work: Bungalow 17
Geneva sighed as she fell back onto her mattress, the down comforter cool against her bare arms, legs and back. She and Kathy were finished with their shift and had made a killing in tips. Speak of the devil, Kathy just walked into Geneva's room with a towel over her head.
"Hey, Miss Booty!" she greeted with a cheeky smile.
"Again with my booty! Hasn't it suffered enough?" Geneva whined, sitting up and putting a pillow in her lap as she sat Indian style.
Kathy laughed as she came to sit on Geneva's bed, "As long as I keep a reaction like that from you, I will never stop abusing it!"
Geneva tsked and hit her guardian with her pillow, both women laughing humorously. They eventually settled down into a comfortable silence. Kathy looked at her young ward, a sly smile making its way to her lips; Geneva didn't miss it.
"What?" the younger asked, a sneaking suspicion crawling in her stomach.
"So…what's up with that guy?" she asked, indicating to the man Geneva waited on during the dinner rush.
"Who? Peter?" Geneva asked, trying to play dumb but messing herself up when she noticed she said his name.
Kathy looked bemused, "Oh?! You already know his name?! Girl, you are a fast operator!"
"I didn't ask for it! He just…gave it to me," Geneva retorted, shrugging her shoulders and feeling her ears start to burn.
"Uh huh, so…what do you think of him so far?"
Geneva didn't answer at first as she thought of her answer. During the entire night that she was waiting on Peter and his companions, he had been shooting her such sweet smiles. And his eyes only accompanied the kindness of the action. And at the end of the night, when they were leaving, Peter personally gave her a tip of $50. And as he did so, his fingers lightly brushed hers as he said good night and took his leave. Now, Geneva didn't know if any of that meant anything, but she liked to think so.
"Well?" Kathy asked, interrupting Geneva's train of thought.
"…He's nice, from what I can tell. He wasn't rude or anything," Geneva finally answered, playing with a piece of string from her pillow.
Kathy nodded her head as she laid back on the mattress, "Did I do a good job then in picking a guy for you this summer?"
Geneva rolled her eyes, "I don't think so. Like I said, I think he and that blond chick are going out."
"And how do you know this? Did you ask him?" Kathy shot back.
"Well…no…but I-."
"But nothing! You have just as much as anybody does! You have just as much a chance as me!" Kathy interjected.
Geneva snorted at her words, finding them hilarious and impossible. She looked up through her curly hair to see Kathy staring at her with a threatening look. She coughed and smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry," she apologized.
"Look, you can make fun of me all you want, but the thing is that you have a shot at this. Don't miss out on it. You're interested in this guy, I can tell, so go for it," Kathy said softly, smiling at her friend.
"Yeah, okay, thank you Miss Preach. Now, get out of my room! We gotta wake up early tomorrow to meet with Erin and Carter for a beach day before we go to work, remember? So, go on, get!" Geneva shooed, using a country accent on her last part.
Kathy laughed as she was pushed out the room before turning around to say one last thing, "Just…think about what I said…okay?"
"Yeah, sure will, kay? Night!" Geneva bid as she closed the door in Kathy's face.
Sighing and standing against the door for a moment, Geneva pushed herself off the door and laid back on her bed once more. Kathy's words rang clear in her brain and she knew they were there. It's not that she didn't want to try for a relationship or even just a summer romance, but…the truth is…she was scared. Scared of rejection; scared of pain; just…scared. However, with Peter and his sweet smile and kind eyes, it might not be so scary. She knew it was a little too early in the relationship, if you could even call it that, to be thinking like that at all but hey, a girl can dream can't she?
Room 4013
Peter was lying stretched out on his bed, clad in nothing but sweat pants, still as a statue, his rising and falling chest the only thing indicating that he was breathing at all. Although his body was frozen of will, his mind was in a never-ending race of thoughts. He may not know much about her or even have the slightest idea of what she was like, but for some reason, the young man couldn't stop thinking about the waitress at Pancho Lee's Café, the one named Geneva. She was an interesting character, well, to him she was, with an almost mysterious air about her. Her smiles were polite and warm, her eyes dancing with the light of the candle's soft glow hanging from the ceilings. Peter can honestly say that he's never met such a creature as her whose appearance alone can intrigue him so deeply. On top of that, Lucy seemed completely taken by the strange girl already, having claimed to want to see her again on a more casual basis. Peter couldn't deny that he wanted the same exact thing, but he would never admit to it. Besides, he already had a slight interest in Julia and he didn't want to jeopardize that by eyeing another girl that he would only see for the summer. However, he could not deny the way his excitement grew at the thought of seeing her again. Nor could he ignore the heat in his cheeks when he saw her smile in his mind's eye or remembered the way her hips swayed almost seductively as she walked away from him.
'Maybe tomorrow…I'll see her again,' he thought to himself as he turned over to turn out the light and settled in for sleep.
'Maybe…for the rest of the summer.'
Darkness consumed his mind as sleep claimed him.
The End
Jamaican Sunshower: Soooooo?! What did you guys think? I thought I did a pretty good job! But of course that's just me! It's up to you guys though to tell me if it was good or not! I'm actually real excited to write this and I hope its worth while! So, please review!