Chapter Seven
“Bre, take table number fifteen’s order,” Ben yelled from the doorway as he left his home away from home.
“Sure, it would be my pleasure,” I whispered sarcastically to myself, half wanting him to hear what I had to say.
Table fifteen was seated in the very back of the diner, the cushions were the newest, and it was a prime hot spot for teenagers.
“Hello, what would you like today?” I looked up from my pen and notepad, and saw two brown eyes staring at me.
“Bre?” The voice belonged to Nick Jonas, so did the natural curly hair and trademark smirk.
“Wow Nick, this is the last place I would think you would be at,” I looked around the table to find two more boys, varying age.
“These are my brothers,” Nick pointed at a boy that looked around eighteen, “This is Joe,” and the other boy was slightly older, a masculine jaw forming, “And this is Kevin.”
“Hey, I’m Bre,” I stuffed the pen and notepad into my big waitress pockets, and extended my hand.
“Nice to meet you Bre,” Kevin took my hand and gave it a polite shake, followed by Joe who did the same.
“So anything you want to eat?” I could practically feel Anita’s eyes burning through my back.
“Just give us the best food you have,” Joe said while handing me the menus.
I gave a swift nod, and headed back to the kitchen to make up a hopefully good order that would somehow satisfy three hungry teenage boys.
After grabbing the plates, and distributing them to the boys, I decided to take my well-deserved break, and let Anita handle the commotion happening outside the tiny kitchen.
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Sorry its been forever!
