Even though being a waitress was a crummy paying job, Cindy couldn't help but enjoy herself as she immersed in her work. There was something about meeting rich city people or wide-eyed tourists that always seems to make her smile. After a few hours of taking orders and delivering various beverages and pastries, Cindy noticed a familiar freckled, red hair 20 year old girl storm into the place with an impatient look displayed on her face. She stood with her hands on her hips and tapping her foot until Cindy had the chance to make her way over to the red head.

"Ok, Zoe. What am I doing wrong now?", asked Cindy as she wiped her brow and rested a tray of cupcakes on her shoulder.

Zoella was the closest friend Cindy had since she moved to New York. They both ended up being roomed together in their first years at Columbia and ended up moving to an apartment together for their second year. Even though the two young adults bonded fairly well, they could not be any more different. Zoe was the black sheep in her rich, upper class family with her punk rock tee shirts and ripped up skinny jeans. She had pale skin and waist length hair with razor bangs that fell down just an inch above her blue eyes. Zoe was the type of girl everyone wanted to be, but just didn't have the courage. Everyone but her.

Zoe's parents were willing to let her pursue in any career of her choice, granted she keeps her grades up. With Zoe's talent in design, she went off to Columbia to study as an architect. With her wits and passion, it is not a surprise that all her teachers adore her. Cindy was no different.

Zoe rolled her eyes in exasperation, "Hello? We have class in like an hour and I know you are not wearing that to the first day, Cind."

Puzzled, Cindy replied, "Class? What are you talking about? It's Friday, I don't have any classes until Monday."

"Aw man, don't tell me you forgot about the class we both signed up together! Poetry. Remeber? Kinda need that class in order to graduate?"

"Arg! I feel so stupid!" she cried in frustration as she quickly put down her platter and ran to the back of the restaurant where she found Dee talking on the phone and writing down an order on a notepad.

When he got off, he said, "Class in an hour, gotcha. Zoe called an hour ago asking if you were here. Go." He held out a hand for her apron with a smirk on his face.

"You knew she called and you didn't even care to tell me?!" Cindy cried.

"Oh, must have slipped my mind." he winked as she threw her apron at him and gave a playful shove.

Cindy quickly clocked off and headed out the door with Zoe by her side, who was pulling on a leather jacket to stay warm.

"Hey Flo, where's your coat?", Zoe asked looking at Cindy, who was in nothing but her light blue waitress dress that left her shoulders and legs bare.

Cindy shivered and she wrapped her arms around her bare shoulders. "F-f-forgot it in cafe."

Zoe sighed as she shrugged off hers and put in on her friend who flashed her a thankful look. "Yeah, yeah" she grumbled now wrapping up in her own arms.

The weather in New York during December was stunning. It would snow practically all throughout the day which always amazed Cindy because she never got that much back in Retroville; save for the time that Jimmy brought the modern Ice Age upon them.

People walked down the streets with long coats are scarves, struggling to keep themselves warm against the cold weather. She saw many young adults walk by with their phones in one hand and a coffee cups in another walking swiftly to their destination.

Cindy sighed happily as she took in the atmosphere around her while Zoe looked at her like she was a nut case and rolled her eyes.

Ten minutes and a subway trip later, the two made it back to their apartment without becoming icicles. Cindy rushed to her bedroom and changed out of her work attire to something more practical: a checkered mint green sweater with dark blue skinny jeans with chestnut brown UGG's at her feet. Pulling the hair tie out of her ponytail, Cindy quickly brushed through the knotted excuse for human hair and then ran out to the living room when she was done to meet Zoe.

Zoe sat on their dark green couch with her feet up on the coffee table as she was playing on her phone. When she saw Cindy come into the room, she said, "Finally! Let's bounce."

She quickly got up from her position and headed out the door; leading the way.

Cindy grabbed her bag and smiled while rolling her eyes. Soon she was out the door as well.