I slow as I reach the building.
Zeke's diner eh? No point probably can't pay anyway… I think to myself before turning to leave, I turn straight into a girl.
I quickly snatch hold of her arm to stop us both from falling, I quickly analyze her but she appears to be no threat.
She has silky black hair tied back in a high ponytail; she wears a pink uniform with 'grace' stitched on the front.
"Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going" I apologize quickly, she smiles slightly and nods.
"Don't worry about it" she says, her smile shrinks when she actually looks at me.
"You're new around her aren't you? I haven't seen you before" I silently shake my head, she gives me a once over and I feel my skin crawl.
I hate being judged by looks, but in my condition, I'd judge me too…
"We're you going into the diner?" she asks slowly, I glance over my shoulder then follow her eyes to my hips, the bones are reasonably prominent… man I must look pitiful….
"No, I probably can't pay…" she looks thoughtful.
"Well… Zeke is looking to employ another waitress, maybe you could put in for the job?" I bite the inside of my lip.
"I would, but I'm not going to be staying here for long" she appears surprised.
"Really? Most people who come to handler's corner stay…" she remarks softly, I give a one shouldered shrug.
"I wouldn't have anywhere to stay anyway" I say as if it means nothing to me, out of the corner of my eye I see a sly smile lift grace's lips.
"Well, why don't you go for the waitress job, and then you can stay with me till you feel you want to move on or you can find a place of your own?" I blink in surprise; people have never ever been this nice to me, not even before my…lets just call it 'accident'…
"Eh, I don't see why not" I say returning her smile mechanically.
Well, I got the job, yippee, and I'm starting today, right after grace sets me up at her house.
"This'll be your room Sam!" it's a pretty little room, it has a sweet little window seat over looking her garden.
I smile slightly "thanks so much grace" I murmur sharing with her a real smile for once.
She grins back and takes me by the arm.
"Come on; let's head back to the diner so I can teach you all about the job!" I sigh inwardly but I'm really not that fazed.
First hour of my new job? Uneventful.
Second hour? Trouble brews as my ex-captors enter the diner…
They seem to have changed out of there freaky uniforms, Zoom is the first to note my presence in the diner.
Shock crosses his features and I duck my head to avoid having to return his friendly wave.
"You and Zoom know each other?" grace questions with a small smile, blood rushes to my cheeks as I realize what she's hinting towards.
"Not exactly, we've seen each other, never really met" I mutter quickly my brain scrambling to reassert my usual cold hard defensive shell.
"Hmm, I think he likes you" she says, I snort
"Doubt it" I reply with a hint of a growl sneaking into my voice.
She chews her lip then hands me a tray of food.
"Well this is for the table down from there's" I sigh theatrically before going to deliver the food.
Bf5
Zoom watches as the strange girl delivers food to the table next to the teams, she avoids all forms of contact with the group.
She moves to another table just out of hearing distance, the three men seated there are not regular customers at Zeke's diner, they must just be passing through on there way to god knows where.
Zoom watches absently as the men start trying to talk with her; she gives them a cold look then moves away back to grace.
"Hey, what the hell is she doing here?" Stanford exclaims quietly finally picking up on her presence, the others shrug.
"Looks like she's working here, just like grace" Zoom answers absently, Stanford sees red.
"She is nothing like grace!" he says forcefully to Zoom.
"Guys cool off, grace is heading over" Vert mutters to silence them.
Zoom and Stanford fall silent but continue to glare at each other
"Hey guys" grace greets them cheerfully setting there food down.
"Have you guys met Sam? Sam, come here for a sec" the girl, Sam, walks over clearly very reluctant to.
"Yeah, we've met" mutters Stanford spitefully, grace turns to stare at Sam.
"You said you hadn't met" she accuses, Sam rolls her eyes.
"We'll I don't consider it 'meeting' when I only know one of them's name" she mutters glaring at the floor and playing with a small gold band on her pinky finger.
Sam
"Oh…" grace can clearly feel the tension building, and apparently so can Zeke.
"Sam, why don't you take off early today, look around the place, get to know your way around" he suggests, I nod eagerly, anything to get away.
Getting outside I calm down, I much prefer the open wildness of the desert to the contained air of the diner.
Taking a deep breathe I trot away from the diner.
The cold air stings my lungs as I run, I skid to a halt when I hear the roar of an engine and drop to the ground.
I watch as 5 awesome looking vehicles blast past me.
I note with a flare of surprise that riding the yellow motorcycle is none other than Zoom…
Curiosity winning out I decide to follow them.