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I really hope you like this chapter, it is a little short, but that was all my head could handle right now.
When I stepped out of the airplane a nice breeze refreshed my face, I looked up to the blue sky and sighed, feeling relaxed and happy.
Of course I had to hurry and walk away because many people were waiting behind me, so I really didn't get my movie-like scene in a new city; still, I felt like a sixteen year old arriving to Europe, except this was sunny LA.
Everyone, except me, was welcomed by someone. I witnessed several romantic scenes of girls jumping into their boyfriends' arms, or women being attacked by balloons and chocolates. I felt that this was a strange conspiracy to torture me again; I even looked around expecting to see Damon or Stefan.
After realizing I had nothing to do standing alone in the middle of an airport, I went to get a taxi. I compelled the driver to take me to his favorite restaurant, of course, without charging me.
It turned out to be a Mexican restaurant called Señor Taco.
I didn't have any cravings for tortillas or gastritis, what I actually wanted was something I never thought I'd ever want… Elena Gilbert desired to become a waitress. The whole idea of escaping Mystic Falls was to live a different life, and finding a job was step one.
A man with a big fake mustache showed me my table and gave me a menu. Before he left I asked to see the manager, he looked at me strangely.
"Sure, señorita, just wait a minute." The waiter walked away.
"Jose!"
"What?" the restaurant wasn't small, but my fantastic vampire ear helped me hear clearly what they were saying.
"A woman is asking to see you."
"Is she blonde?"
"No."
"Redheaded?"
"No."
"Does she seem angry?"
"Ermm… I don't think so."
"Mmm… Okay, I trust you, take me to her." the manager sounded like a really strange character.
They approached my table, and I pictured myself OH MY GOD-ING like Janice from Friends. The manager was so HOT! He is now in my top ten list of handsome men: second place, after Damon, before Chris Pine.
Thanks to my just acquired cool factor my mouth didn't hang open, but I swear every other female in Señor Taco was drooling.
He looked Mexican, it was impossible to know if he was born in the U.S. or came here looking for the American dream.
"Hi, I'm the manager, Jose." I stood up to shake his hand.
"Nice to meet you, my name's Elena." Jose smiled and the waiter left looking slightly annoyed.
"What can I help you with?"
"I want you to hire me as a waitress." I said it plain and simple, but Jose didn't appear to understand me, since he replied with a "Huh?"
"I SAID I WAANT YOUU TO-"
"Yeah, yeah, I heard," he interrupted me. "But I'm not hiring, plus, you probably don't have any experience. You'd have to be trained and that takes time, you know? Also, you seem to be really young…" This guy rambled for quite some time until I decided to use compulsion, mainly to shut him up.
"Pleease, hire me," I said it kindly because I believe good manners make my mind control stronger.
"Okay, you start tomorrow," Jose merrily shook my hand and left me alone.
I needed a "THAT WAS EASY" button ASAP.
I wanted to say that Señor Taco DOES exist, well, at least in Mexico, and I HATE it.
The food is awful and the waiters very rude, but it was first name that popped in my mind, probably because it is next to my school :)