(A/N) Ha! Sorry if I wrote too fast. I'm actually quite excited about this story and I can't seem to stop writing.

Spinelli's POV

I got a job as a waitress. The uniform was horrible. I'd do anything to burn the uniform. We wore white stocking, (A/N) look up white stockings on google images to get what I want. We also wore a pastel blue dress with pastel green apron covered in white spots. It was all very, very tight and small and when I started I heard girls saying ever since I joined, there's been a lot more costumers than usual, which are all mostly men. I had my hair down and a pastel blue hairband on covered in white spots with a pastel green bow on it, also, covered in white spots.

I was also forced to wear pink lipstick and blue pastel pumps.
"Can I take your order?" I asked a man, he sat drooling at me.

He didn't answer, just more drool. Gross!

"Excuse me," I said waving my hand in front of his face. "Can I take your order?"

The drooling man continued to drool, slim wetness leaked from his mouth.

"Right," I sighed and walked away like I was going mad.

"Hey!" I heard someone call behind me. I turned my head to see a table full of guys waving at me.
I groaned. Time to face the music.

I walked over to them.
"Welcome to the café where I will be your waitress for the day." I smiled handing them over their menus.

"I'll be back to take your order soon once you've decided."
I then turned to walk away.
"We've already decided."

I swivelled on my heels and was ready to take the order.
"Okay, let's hear it."
"We want you." They smiled.
"Excuse me?" I asked like, as if.
"Yeah, come on, me and you together, forever." The main one said.
"Yeah, I don't think so." I rolled my eyes and turned to go.

"We do!" They then grabbed me and pulled me outside.
"I have to work!" I yelled.

"Hey!" They called to the manager. "She's leaving, okay!"

WHAT! They dragged me outside where I finally kicked free.

"That's IT!" I yelled throwing a punch at their faces.
Some attacked from the back but I raised a leg and kicked them away.

I rubbed my hands together as to say, that's them done before strolling into the café again.

I was then suddenly pulled back outside.
"I like my girls sexy, naughty and bitchy!" The ginger haired growled.
"Let go of me!" I said not bothering to scare him.
"Why?"

"I'll kick your ass."
"I need another reason."
I showed him my left hand to show him the ring.

"So, dump him?" He shrugged.

I needed to think of another reason.

"I've got children. Lots of them and I love them very much so if I go with you, they come." I smirked.

The man dropped my hand. "Forget it."
I smiled triumphantly and walked in.
I went up to the manager. "Excuse me, I'm sorry about that. I wasn't really going away...they dragged me..."I began before he cut me off.

"I know. Some people do that to the waitresses here. But how many has that been today?" He asked.
"The fifth." I rolled my eyes disappointed.
The manager sighed. "You seem to be very, very popular. I hope you can still work though."
"Of course!" I nearly shouted.

"Yes, for all those children of yours."
"Actually, that's a lie. My husband and I are childless." I smiled to him.
"I see..."
I then walked off ready for the next costumer.

"TJ?"

TJ's POV

I got off work early on Saturdays so I decided to see Spinelli work.

"TJ? What are you doing here?" I heard Spinelli say behind me.
I turned to see a cute little girl in a cute small pastel blue dress, pastel green apron that was covered in spots with a bow in the hair. She was so cute!

"Oh my god! No way are you wearing that!" I gasped jokingly.

She gave me a death glare. "Shut-up!" She yelled.

"Whatever."
She set me down at a table and I ordered ice-cream for both of us.
Spinelli then came and sat with me. We ate and talked and curled up together on the chair.

Spinelli's POV

This was our life. Love and trust. Just this. We work Monday to Saturday, make love Friday to Saturday night and kiss, hug, smile and talk everyday. Sunday when we have the day off and spend time together. Maybe go take a walk walk to the park, see a cinema movie, go to the beach or go to a restaurant. My favourite option is take a bath together and curl up together on the sofa with popcorn and watch a movie.

But this was our life each week. Nothing change and there was no excitement.

I jerked when a blonde haired blue eyes three year old girl ran past me.

"Mommy, mommy, look!" She smiled pointing at a cat in the street.

"Yes dear, it's a cat!" Her mother smiled.

I smiled too.