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Rated M for eventual adult situations/AKA/lemons.
GIFTS
Chapter 2: The Moments She Lives For
The waitress was tired. Her nights consisted of serving drinks, wiping down tables, and smacking hands to keep them off her assets. It just got so old after a while. But the tips were good, and heaven knew she needed the money.
"Hey baby, another round over here"!
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and whispered to herself "The only way through it is through it" and plastered on her prettiest fake smile. Sauntering over to the table, she collected the empties and wiped the table down, pretended to flirt and act interested and be amazed at all of their jokes and comments. She promised to return shortly with fresh drinks. "I will get through this, only a few more minutes till I'm on", she thought.
She lived for her precious time at the microphone. It had taken all of her female powers of persuasion to finally convince the boss to give her a chance to sing a song or two a night during her breaks. He wasn't thrilled, but finally gave in. She loved to sing, even in front of a little crowd like this, and figured the experience might come in handy someday. Walking into the ladies room to prepare, she removed her apron and hair tie, allowing her brunette locks to fall gracefully down her back.
Authors Note: Would a story like this happen in real life? Nah, probably not. But this is Edward Cullen fantasy world so I'm rolling with it. I hope you stick around...Edward arrives at the bar soon.
