Its Friday and the heat was even more vibrant than it had been a few days ago.
According to the weather station, a heatwave has hit Port Charles and everyone is encouraged to where clothes that breathe to avoid heatstrokes.
Elizabeth had to admit that hearing that over the radio was kind of funny.
Who talks about having a stroke on the radio?
Shaking her head, Elizabeth took a quick shower since they were encouraged to conserve water, and walked over to her dresser.
Since its vibrantly hot outside, she figured she'll wear something different today.
Finding her denim blue shorts and her white spaghetti strap tank top, Elizabeth threw it on and slipped her feet into her white sneakers.
Even though it was hot, her feet still needed to be protected for her day's work.
She couldn't tell you how many times people have pushed out their chairs and hit her feet.
Elizabeth took a moment to make sure that she had everything she needed before tossing her hair up into a braided ponytail.
Deciding not to use her jacket today, she grabbed her keys and walked out of her room.
"Elizabeth, dear, do you have a minute?" her grams called from the living room.
Smiling slightly, Elizabeth made her way into the living room, finding her grandmother going over a medical file.
"Yes, gram?" she asked, gaining the woman's attention.
"There's been an emergency down in Memphis and I'm needed. They need a seasoned nurse and Delilah Estoval is on maternity leave." Audrey explained. "I'll be gone for the next two weeks and I was hoping you could send my regards to Lila."
"Of course." Elizabeth assured without hesitation. "Will Sarah be joining you on your trip?"
"Elizabeth, I know you and your sister are not on the best of terms, but will you please avoid confrontation while I'm out of town?" Audrey requested, closing the file.
"I'll try." Elizabeth granted, but that was the best she could do for her.
"Very well." Audrey got up and hugged her granddaughter. "I will see you when I return. Take care of yourself."
"I will." Elizabeth assured, stepping out of her grandmother's embrace and heading to work.
The thought of living alone with Sarah for an entire two weeks...it wasn't a pleasant one.
Walking to work, Elizabeth made it to Kelly's with minutes to spare.
Sadly, the day didn't get any better.
Courtney was in her clumsy mode today, not that Elizabeth believed she had any other mode.
She was either slightly clumsy, mildly clumsy, or just a straight up mess.
How she got the job, Elizabeth had no idea.
On top of that her muse didn't make an appearance during lunch and Elizabeth was on the verge of imploding.
Just as Elizabeth gave Ms. Stevenson her change and walks her to the door, Courtney trips over her own feet and sends a tray of empty dishes all over the floor.
Thankfully for the blonde, Ruby isn't in today or she'd be pleading to keep her job.
"Go take your break!" Elizabeth snaps at Courtney, cutting her off when she tries to protest. "Just go!"
Elizabeth was glad that the lunch rush was over and the diner was empty of patrons.
Taking a deep breath, she picks up the tub and starts to pick up the dishes.
She was slowly losing her patience with the blonde and the heat wasn't helping any.
"One...two...three...four..." Elizabeth mutters to herself as puts dish after dish into the tub. "Five...six...seven...eight...nine...ten."
"How high do you have to get before I can ask what's wrong?" a voice spoke from in front of her, helping her pick up the dishes.
Smiling slightly, she looked up and found Zander Smith, one of her close friends.
"Courtney the klutz." Elizabeth shrugged, allowing him to help her up. "What can I get you?"
"Nothing." Zander walked over and plopped down on the stool. "I got a question for you."
"Ah, okay." Elizabeth put the tub of dishes into the sink in the kitchen before walking back out. "I've got some time. What's up?"
"This thing at the Quartermaines...got a date?" Zander laughed at her confused expression. "Relax. I'm just asking because Em told me that Gia is waiting for me to ask her. So will you be my date?"
"Can't you just use a simpler route and not ask her?" Elizabeth tilted her head questioningly.
He and Emily were so alike, it was no wonder that they are such good friends.
They make everything more complicated than it has to be.
"Come on. It'll help you too." he said coaxingly. "If you're with me, Lucky won't even try to ask you to dance."
Another thing he and Emily have in common.
Knowing exactly what buttons to push.
"Okay." Elizabeth conceded. "I'll be your date."
"Great!" Zander hopped off the stool. "I'll pick you up at your place at seven."
"Okay." Elizabeth got out before Zander was out the door.
Yup.
Just like Emily.
The door was barely closed when another patron walked through the door.
"Good afternoon, Angela." Elizabeth greeted the young woman. "Would you like your usual?"
"Yes, please." the woman smiled brightly. "How're you today Liz?"
Just then a crash sounded through the diner.
"Better once she's off." Elizabeth shook her head, writing down Angela's order. "Have a seat anywhere. I'll be right back."
Walking to back to the counter, Elizabeth dialled the number to her friend's house.
"Tammy, I know its your day off, but can you please come in." Elizabeth pleaded, hearing more crashing sounds from the back. "I'm begging here."
"I'll be right in." Tammy laughed, even she could hear the crashing. "But I'll only be able to stay for a few hours."
"That's long enough. Maggie will be starting her shift by then." Elizabeth assured, watching Courtney walk out from the swinging door. "Just get here, please."
Ending the call, Elizabeth gave Angela's order to the cook before walking over to Courtney.
"For the love of all that's good in this world, take the rest of the day off." Elizabeth sighed, she has never had to work with someone so clumsy in all her life. "Please, just go before you break anymore dishes."
Elizabeth had thought that today would be easy. It's a Friday.
Friday's are usually smooth for her. Then again, Courtney usually never works on Fridays.
From her Gram going out of town and her being stuck with Sarah for two weeks to Courtney's clumsiness...
This just wasn't her day.
And coincidently, she wasn't the only one having a truly messed up day.
From his bike not starting to the books not balancing out, Jason Morgan was having a hectic day.
On top of that, he had to miss lunch because he had to get his work done in time to make it to Michael's ballgame.
Jason promised his godson that he'd be there for it and he couldn't let him down.
Arriving at the ballgame, Jason was straddled with watching his other godson, Morgan.
And for some reason he was in a mood as well.
The heat wasn't helping any of them.
Carly was being cranky because the heat was making her hair frizz out.
Sonny wasn't really good with the heat.
He preferred it to be cool or cold.
The heat didn't really affect Jason, but obviously it affected those around him.
Currently, the only thing bothering him was the fact that he hasn't eaten anything all day and the game was only half over.
"Uncle Jason, did you see that?" Michael ran to the gate. "I hit a home run!"
"I saw." Jason assured, glad that one of them were actually having fun in this heat. "You did good, bud."
Michael knew better than to ask his parents because they were both being cranky, although they tried to hide it from him.
Instead, he just ran back to the dugout.
Jason, on the other hand, was hoping this game would end already.
Giving Morgan a cold bottle of juice had the toddler calm for the moment.
For someone that wasn't a parent, he sure knew everything a parent should.
When the end of the game came, Jason couldn't be more relieved.
"Great job bud." Jason touched fists with Michael before walking away.
He just couldn't do the whole godfather thing right then.
Checking his watch, Jason found that it was already eight o'clock.
Had the game really been three hours long?
Hopping on his motorcycle, Jason decided to stop by Kelly's for something to eat.
He had to get something in him and fast.
Elizabeth was wiping down tables and counters, doing anything to pass the time.
"Liz, I'ma take off okay?" Maggie walked out of the kitchen. "You gonna be okay?"
"Yeah." Elizabeth assured. "Drive safely!"
"I will." Maggie smiled before disappearing through the door again.
Finally alone Elizabeth plopped down on the stool and took out her sketch book.
Without Jason coming in for lunch she had ended up sketching Lila from memory.
It would go to the collage she was doing for Lila's birthday gift.
With the diner being empty, she decided to put some finishing touches on Lila's sketch.
It had been so quiet that the sound of the bell ringing through the air practically .
Looking up, Elizabeth almost fell off her stool.
It was him.
And they were alone.
She was never alone with him.
Why didn't she put up the closed sign?
That's right. Because it wasn't time for Kelly's to close.
Don't say anything stupid, she thought to herself, don't say anything stupid.
Jason, on the other hand, was looking at her.
She was the girl that always sat off to the side when he came in for lunch.
He remembers Lila saying something about her, but at the moment, he couldn't recall exactly what was said.
During lunch he'd subtly watch her. She had such a determined look on her face as she sat there with her sketch book.
He only knows its a sketch book because Michael had one that he loves to draw in.
He wasn't sure how long they had been standing, just looking at each other, but he didn't really care.
It gave him time to really look at her.
Elizabeth was the one to break the connection by dropping her gaze and closing her sketch book.
Jason took that as the chance to walk over to the counter as she walked behind it.
"Do you want your usual?" she asked, not knowing what else to say.
"My usual?" he looked at her questioningly.
"Number three. Coffee. Black." she said simply, pouring him a cup of coffee. "Right?"
"Yeah." Jason shook his head. "That's it."
It was strange that the only waitress that hasn't taken his order, somehow knows his order by heart.
Elizabeth smiled slightly before walking to the kitchen to get his order.
For some reason, she had the cook prepare a number three before he took off.
A part of her wanted to see why Jason liked it so much.
So at the moment, she was glad that she could get it for him.
After popping it into the oven for the allotted time, Elizabeth walked out and put it in front of him.
"Bon appétit." she said softly before walking away to push chairs in.
Once he's done, she'll close up for the night.
Jason took the time to just watch her as she shuffled through the diner.
Pushing in chairs and fixing the center pieces.
Elizabeth Webber, he remembers his grandmother calling her, was an intriguing woman to say the least.
Her hair was never the same day by day.
Some days the curls were loose and free flowing, other days it was wild and thick.
At the moment, her hair was in a ponytail and the curls hanging loosely.
The more he watched her, the more he noticed that she was avoiding looking at him.
Finishing his food, Jason downed the rest of his coffee before leaving the dirty dishes on the counter and walking over to her.
"Elizabeth." he says in a soft tone, noting her surprise that he knows her name.
"Yeah?" she looks up at him, absolutely captivated by his eyes.
She was right. It was a light mixture of blue and grey.
"I'm done." he said simply, watching as understanding filled her eyes.
"Oh. Okay." she walked over to the counter, him following behind.
He could have sworn he saw the tops of her cheeks turn a slight shade of red.
Did he really just make her blush?
"It'll be six fifty." she said, tallying up his bill.
Jason pulled out his wallet, sliding her a twenty.
"Keep the change." he says when she tries to pull some out of the register.
"That's more than three times the bill." Elizabeth looked at him confused. "I can't take that kind of tip."
"Too bad." he shrugged, putting his wallet away. "Thanks for dinner, Elizabeth."
Lord the way that man said her name.
It took everything to not go weak in the knees.
"You're welcome." she managed to say, though she was getting lost in his eyes at the moment.
Jason stared at her for a moment longer before walking out the door.
Both found that their day wasn't as bad as they thought it had been.
Nope.
Today was most definitely a good day.
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