"Hey!" Sophie greeted us. It's already 10:30 in the morning and we're here inside Rique's café. It's Mila's day off and we don't know what to do so we just invited Sophie Johnsons-Enrique's half-sister, since they have the same biological father, over. But they don't use the same surnames.
"Good morning," I greeted and smiled. She sat on the comfy chair beside me and called a waiter.
"So, kuya fired you yesterday?" she asked.
I just sighed and smiled at her, "Yeah."
"Ugh," she groaned and took a sip on her hot chocolate. "Then the cutest cashier in town is gone here in Rique's café." She pouted.
“Silly," I said laughing, and took a sip on my coffee.
Sophie sighed and finished her cup of hot choco, "So when will you find a job?" she asked. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled a bit.
"I found a café down the streets named Punder's café," I said. "I might apply there this afternoon or tomorrow." Sophie's eyes bawled and she immediately stood up then pulled me.
"Punder's café is my brother's café rival but I really want to help you get a job so we're going there, right now!" she said and pulled me out of the café. I looked at Mila with my puppy eyes but I guess it won't work for her. Sophie forced me to enter inside her car. I can do nothing, like ugh. God, this is child abuse. Wait, am I even still a child? Or I just consider myself as one?
"Punder's café," Sophie said. I heave a sigh and nudged Mila's arms. She just looked at me and shrugged her shoulders.
"Just be thankful to her, girlfriend," Mila uttered.
Yeah, right Kath. Just be thankful to her, at least Sophie's helping you to get a job again. But... Darn, I'm not yet ready.
"This isn't a good idea, Sophie," I hissed and looked at her. She rolled her eyes heavenwards
"God, Kath. Just try," she said. "And differentiate that café from any other cafes here in Brampton. They just don't accept applicants." I ohh-ed. Alright, I admit it that I freaking thought that they'll just accept me immediately. I guess I was wrong.
"Fine, fine," I said. Sophie smiled at me.
It took us 15 minutes before we arrived at Punder's café. The café's so classy and it looks like only people who can afford an iPhone or anything expensive can go inside.
"Come, come!" Sophie excitedly said. I get that she's excited for me to have a job in a classy café like this, but well don't be mad at me but her being excited is kind of exaggerated and... weird.
As we enter café, the cold air brought by the air conditioner and the aroma of coffee greeted us first. I roamed my eyes. The place looks so darn good.
"Hey, Sophie!" a girl wearing a fringe hanging top, a floral short-shorts and a combat boots. I swear, she looks so hot, my eyes can't help but to adore her beauty.
"Uhm, hi?" She snapped her fingers in front of my face. Oh shoot, did I... stared at her face for 2 seconds? "You're cute, and kinda creepy," she said, laughing at my weird-ass behavior.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" I said and bit my lip. "Anyway, I'm Kathrina Breevort," I added and shook my hands with hers.
"Lyza Steinfield," she said and smiled. She looks like Meisa Kuroki. Oh God. "Anyway, what are you guys doing here?" she asked.
"Oh... Kathrina wants to apply here as a waitress," Sophie said.
Lyza smiled and called a girl wearing a tucked-in blue blouse and a black pants. "This is Ingrid Delavan, Punder's café's manager." Miss Ingrid smiled at us.
"She'll be the one to interview Kathrina. And Sophie, please enjoy your stay here. Excuse me please." She smiled and left us. I took a deep breath in. This is it.
"Please follow me, Ms. Breevort." I nodded and bidded my good byes to Mila and Sophie before following the manager.
"Please take a seat," she said as she seats on a black swivel chair. I immediately sat on one of the chairs and smiled at Miss Delavan. She immediately asked for the documents needed so I immediately opened my sling bag and gave her a brown envelope. Good thing I brought those documents before leaving my apartment.
"How old are you?" she asked as she scans some of my papers.
"21 ma'am," I said. Miss Ingrid nodded and put all of my papers back on its envelope. She looked at me with a frown on her face.
"Well, first I want to tell you that you're quite qualified to be one of our waitresses," she said and cleared her throat. "But, unfortunately, you're from Rique's café."
My forehead crinkled, "Uh, what's wrong with that ma'am?"
"We don't accept applicants that worked on Rique's café before, I'm sorry," she said.
"B-but, that's so lame!" I exclaimed. I thought she'll shout at me but she didn't, she even agreed with me!
She stood up and patted my shoulder, "We know that, Miss Breevort. But that just shows how much Mr. Punder hates Mr. Courtlandt. Now, if you may excuse me," she said and went outside of this office. I sighed then stood up from the chair I was sitting then grabbed my envelope. I angrily pushed the door but then I heard someone yell 'ouch'.
"Who the hell is inside this office?" I bit my lower lip and crossed my fingers. Shoot. The guy angrily opened the door and glared at me. "You, why are you here?" He pointed at me using his right index finger while his left hand is holding his nose.
"Uh." I scratched my head. I was about to answer but then he immediately pulled me out of the office and pushed me, 'causing me to fall on the tiled floor.
"What the!" I hissed.
"Oh my God, babe! Why did you do that?" Lyza came and helped me stand up. The guy held Lyza's hand and glared it me.
"Go out," he said calmly but there's a hint of annoyance and anger on his tone. I sighed.
"I'm sorry ok-"
"I said out!" he shouted.
"What the hell, man! Who are you to shout at me?" I yelled. The guy arched his left eyebrow and looked at me like I'm an imbecile or whatever.
"You don't know who I am?" he said and glared at me. "I'm just Drey Jackson Punder. Now if you may excuse me and my girlfriend."
Drey Jackson Punder... Punder.
Shoot, I'm dead.
"Bestie, are you okay?" Mila asked. I closed my eyes and heave a sigh.
"This is the worst day of my life. First, I didn't make the cut because I'm a former Rique's café worker and second, I just yelled at the owner of this café," I said. "I'm definitely okay, Mila." I rolled my eyes heavenwards and made my way out of Punder's café.
Life, why are you so cruel to me?
It's been like three days since that 'awkward crap at Punder's café' happened. At first, I really can't find a way out of that shell of shame but days later, I managed to finally move on. I can't just accept the truth that almost everyone here in Brampton knows that a nobody like me shouted at the owner of a well-known café—Punder's café. I feel so stupid and ignorant. "Kath!" Mila and Sophie came rushing to me. I fixed my eyeglasses and arched my left eyebrow. Mila took a deep breath in before speaking. "How are you?" she asked. I just shrugged my shoulders. "I hate you! You didn't call me for three freaking days!" I sighed. I kinda felt guilty because she's telling the truth. Those days were the days (okay, I know it's redundant and all) where I was put in the middle of hell's dungeon. I felt so ashamed and depressed that's why I didn't talk with my friends for days. "I'm fine," I said and smiled. "Sorry for not contacting you. I just felt
"So, I'm starting to ask myself what else are their properties," I sarcastically said as I play with my ballpen. It's been like 5 minutes since Ms. Yda Go dismissed the class. "You really want to know?" Sophie asked as she plays with her iPhone. How I want to have an iPhone. I sighed, "You seriously don't know how to detect sarcasm on someone's sentence." Sophie put d
"Hah!" he said. Sounding like an arrogant man. Oh, wait... he's really arrogant and dumb as eff. "Go on, missy. Just keep on blabbering about me being a jerk and I won't give a single damn." He smirked and looked at me like he won a million dollars by arguing with me. I rolled my eyes heavenwards and arched my left eyebrow. “Is that all you can do, Drey?” "What's happening here?" Lyza came rushing and immediately wrapped her hands around Drey's arms. Well, they do look cute together. But then, I just realized. A demon and an angel? What the heavens. "Tell your boyfriend to shut his mouth and leave me and my friends alone," I hissed. I wasn’t going to back down, of course! I mean, I know I was wrong for being too indecisive, but for him to continue his tantrums like this? Is he a grade-schooler? "What did you do this time, babe?" Lyza asked. Ugh, babe? Are they pigs? Drey sighed and glared at me, "I was
Three weeks had passed and I can finally say that my life became peaceful than ever. Well, not really since not having enough money for the stuffs I need to buy is stressing me out. Though, my friends are always there by my side and can immediately hand me a $10,000 when I ask for it... I'll never do that. I did not befriend them just because they're filthy rich or whatever.It's just that, they’re the only ones who accepted me for who I was despite my family background.I’m not rich, I was just thankful I could work my ass off even when I’m studying that’s why I can still feed myself. My parents were already old when they had me; being responsible was one thing they made sure of when I grow up. I wasn’t much of a nuisance… minus the anger management issues, I’m pretty fine to handle."Are you fine, Kath?" Sophie asked and put her ball-point pen down on the wooden table. I sighed and grabbed one oreo from its pack
Seriously, I don't know what to do with my life anymore.Weeks had passed (again), and the summer class will end this week, thank God. But I seriously can't concentrate knowing that Drey's always following me around. I don't even know why! Is he even thinking about what his girlfriend would feel? If I was his girl--Oh, what the hell Kath.I've also been trying to find a decent job all over Brampton but I couldn't find any cafes or restaurants that may accept me... except Red Velvet's. But I can't apply! Knowing that I've had done so many crazy and awful things in that cafe."You know Kath. Just come back to Rique's cafe," Mila said as she chooses a drink from the vending machine. "I'm sure that Rique will accept you.""But are you sure that he'll treat me well?" I said and took a sip from my coffee."He likes you," Mila said. I rolled my eyes heavenwards."Like me? Come on, Mila," I said."He just can't show it to you properly, Kath,"
Again and again. Another day of Mission Impossible: Try to ignore Drey--not.Why will I ignore the guy who just gave me oreos yesterday and made me cry?Please notice the sarcasm, I'm begging."Hey, Kath." Sophie nudged my arm and pulled my hair. I glared at her and grabbed the can of Lays she's holding. "Hey, that's mine!" she hissed.I rolled my eyes heavenwards, "who cares?" I said and ate 3 pieces of Lays at the same time."Ugh," Sophie groaned and stood up. "Come on, Kath. If you have a problem then tell it to me." I closed my eyes and sighed.I don't have a problem.I have problems.Singular differs from plural words, that's why."Kath." Sophie sat beside me again and sighed. "Okay, if you don't wanna tell, then don't. Don't force yourself, just remember that, we're here. Okay?" She smiled.I took a deep breath in and smiled, "okay," I said."Oh, I need to go," she said as she checks her phon
The summer class has ended a day ago, but still, the pain hasn't. Things are getting absurd and I really don't like what's happening to me.And us.If I just didn't meet that guy that life could be much easier for me.But destiny makes its way to ruin my life."Just one more day," I said to myself. Of course. Just one more day of freaking pain and I might just burst out.Good thing the summer class has ended and all I need to do is to work at Red Velvet's the following day.I took a deep breath in and entered my room. It was peaceful and quiet and peaceful again.Why can't my life be like this room?I sighed and sat on the edge of my bed, then, brought out my Psychology book. I've got the books to explain what's happening to me, but why can't I accept the fact that I have fallen in love with Drey?So deep, so hard, that I cannot even stand on my own feet. It was too fast. I don't know what to do.
"One cheesecake coming right up!" I said and heaved out a huge sigh. Working in Lyza's bakeshop is killing me. I never thought that she'll mess up with my life like how his boyfriend did to me.I can't blame her, tho."I don't need lazy waitresses in my cafe, Kath.""I-I'm, I'm doing everything!" I said, trying to control the pitch of my dang voice. "I just need a break, Lyza. Please," I whispered, almost sounding like a young girl trying to convince her mother to buy her a new toy.One of her eyebrows arched as looks at me, "You want to take a break?" she asked and crossed her arms. I sighed and closed my eyes then shook my head."Good," she said. "You know what, Kath? I want you to suffer the way my heart suffers." Lyza turned her back to me and all I can do was stare at her back, trying to ignore the tears that fell down from my eyes."Where the hell is the cheesecake?" I shook my head and mentally cursed myself for how stupid I am becaus