"Dee! Why the heck is this place so jammed pack?!" Cindy exclaimed as she struggled to fit twelve pieces of cake onto a large tray.

The cafe had been pretty slow that Saturday morning, but started to pick up after about nine. The tables were filled with people ranging from all backgrounds; tourists who were looking around the place in amazement and college students who had their laptops out and were just looking for a place relax.

Cindy and a few other waitresses were hard at work as they hurried to take the orders from every table and to also clean up the ones that have just been used. It was times like these that made Cindy wonder about her choice of occupation.

"Only a week left until Christmas! They city is bright and vibrant, filled with coffee-loving customers! There's nothing I love more than the holidays." Dee gushed as he took out the wads of money from the cash register.

Cindy rolled her eyes from behind the counter as she picked up the tray, "Why does that mean more money for you to invest in more tights?"

"You know I can rock those little devils more than you could ever, honey!" Dee said snapping his fingers and giving her a sly wink.

Cindy looked up and grinned as she brought the tray over to the waiting customers. They smiled politely at her as she passed out the pastries in front of them.

One of the older ladies at the table gave her a warm smile and asked "Now what is a young and pretty woman like you doing out here on a Saturday? Should you not be out and having fun with other kids your age?"

Cindy gave a small laugh and a frown when she heard Dee yell from a far behind her "That's what I keep telling her!"

The lady smiled at her one more time before engaging in a conversation next to the man sitting next to her.

As Cindy walked away from the table, she sighed to herself. She never did anything fun anymore simply because she never had the friends to go with or even the courage. Sure she had Zoe, but she usually hung out with a different crowd and Cindy was not used to chilling with people who smoked pot five times a day. Which is usually why Zoe never asks her and Cindy never asks to go along with her. Spending days in the apartment is really lonely; especially when you've already studied you textbook fifty times. For this reason, Cindy works countless shifts at the cafe; even though Dee constantly tries to get her out of the store so that she could go "live her life to the fullest".

When Cindy got back to the back counter, she put the tray down and wiped her brow. She was completely wiped and all she really wanted at the moment was a nice, hot bubble bath.

Dee came next to her with glasses on and a notebook and pencil in both hands.

"Hey what time do you want to get off today?"

Cindy gave a dry laugh and replied, "Do you really want me to answer that?"

Dee gave her a look as he put down the notepad and said "Girl, you are not supposed to be locked away like a cage as your youth slips from you! Trust me, I have been there and it is not pretty."

"Dee, you're barely thirty"

"What's your point?"

Cindy rolled her eyes as she went to go wash her hands in the back room. Dee followed closely behind her, writing something on his notebook.

"Now that I know that you are not doing anything, here." Dee said as he have Cindy a piece of paper as she was drying her hands with a towel.

Cindy squinted down at the girl handwriting, "Your address?"

"I am throwing a little party in my apartment with my old friends from high school. A lot of them a single hot guys who are ready to mingle." Dee said playing with his eyebrows in a suggestive way.

Cindy snorted and replied "Please, do you really think I have nothing better to do than go to your pity party offer."

"Um yeah. I'm closing down the shop early, so you can't work here overtime tonight. Making you free!" Dee sang back as he walked back to the front of the shop. "Oh and make sure you wear something hot!"

Cindy sighed again for the second time that day as she looked down at the piece of paper in her hand. What else was she going to do on this Saturday night? Order a pizza and hope they come thirty minutes late so that its free? She stayed inside her room so much, that even her hard-headed mother was starting worry why she never got out more often.

She needed to do something worthwhile and risky for once. This might be her only opportunity to do that. After taking a deep breath, Cindy thought to herself,

Let's do this.

Cindy shoved the piece of paper in her dress pocket and took off her apron. She grabbed her coat that was still on the rack from yesterday as she headed through the front exit.

Dee saw her leaving and called out,

"Don't forget to wear heels!"

Cindy pushed one article of clothing after the other and she went through her closet. Why did she have nothing to wear?! Oh yeah, she never left to go shopping.

Mentally cursing herself, she kept pushing past until she reached the end with no luck. Aggravated, she laid down on her bed and pushed a pillow into her face and yelled into it.

"Didn't mean to walk into your little teenage rebellion, but what the heck are you doing?" Zoe asked in a questioning tone as she came into the shared room and lept onto her own bed and kicked off her boots.

Speaking from the pillow, Cindy mumbled, "I haf tah finnd an owwtbit por bonight."

"Is it like a hot date?"

"En a vay"

"Yikes!" Zoe said as she took out her phone and starting the text, "I've seen your wardrobe, I don't think that dressing like Mrs. Doubtfire is going to help you here."

Taking the pillow off her face, Cindy groaned up to the heavens and asked, "What am I going to do."

Turning her phone off, Zoe leaped from the bed. "Lucky for you, your awesome roommate has an awesome taste in fashion and is very generous."

Cindy gave her a thankful grin as she hopped off her own bed and slide into Zoe's with a big hug. "Aww you wuv me!" Cindy said as she wrapped her arms around her roommate.

Zoe playfully pushed her off and replied, "Yeah yeah. Now get off me so we can make you look hot!"

Cindy removed herself and Zoe leapt from her bed to her own closet that was filled edge to edge with clothes that Zoe has never even worn. Since Zoe's grandparents do not really approve of her "artistic quality", the keep sending her clothes that would make any girl teenager squeal with joy. But this was not the case here. Cindy had to look hot.

Like really hot.

Zoe had an evil smirk on her face as she shuffled through her clothes. "By the time that I am done with you, every guy will turn their head and pray that you were theirs."

Taking a dress from the closet and holding it over her head, Zoe exclaimed, "Ah! Here it is!"