2. Bullies from school
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(Aria's POV)
"Aria, this is for table number 5." I nodded at the lady on the other side of the counter before dropping the empty tray in the basket among others.
I have just returned after placing the order for table no. 15, and others were already waiting for me.
"Yes, Mandie." There were three trays occupied with a mountain of French fries, two buckets of crispy chicken wings and five big glasses of coke floating with bubbles on the top.
I sighed as I reached for the trays of coke and French fries and swung back in order to deliver it to the hungry customers who placed an order for the same.
Dine and Date was among the busiest fast food centres in our pack that never experienced being empty ever. I don't remember any day that went without having hundreds of customers. The food here was tasty and mouth watering and attracted an end number of customers daily.
My pace was rushed and prompt, I balanced each tray in my hands and walked steadily in my converse shoes with a smile on my face. Although the waitresses here were supposed to wear high heels along with black and white uniforms as per the norms, here I smoothly walked further in my shoes because carrying orders in my hands while balancing on six inches high heels was not something I was capable of doing.
I was not only an exception who just wore shoes against high heels but also an odd one out who preferred trousers against short skirts.
There were two kinds of dressing available for the females for selection. One was black trousers with a white shirt and a black black sleeveless coat for a uniform. Second was a skirt with a shirt and a black tie. And I chose the former alternative. Unlike the other waitresses here who preferred as long heels as they could carry along with tight short micro skirts which earned them a good amount of tip— that was double or triple of what I earned as my salary.
There was just one pathetic (self made) policy every waitress followed, 'The more seductive you dress the more handsome tip you bag from the customers'. Since the majority of them were males who only came here to enjoy the hot sight of beautiful waitresses leaning against their tables, and showing off their bare cleavages or round curvy asses from under their short skirts, the waitresses here earned tips which were more satisfying than their salaries.
But I, except for all, found myself comfortable in trousers and a shirt buttoned to the neck.
'Because I don't simply wish to make money by using my body as a bait. I am happy with my earnings. Even if it's as low as seven hundred dollars per month.'
Anyways, it was not the time to think about all that as I was about to approach some nasty disgusting guys sitting on table no. 5!
'Huhh, don't be frightened, Aria. Just smile and face them, and quickly run off once you put the trays.'
"But you know who they are..." I closed my eyes defeatedly and took deep breaths. Even self-motivation could be of no help either!
"Sir, your order," With a shaky voice, I spoke while placing the two trays on the circular large table.
The five pairs of eyes looked up at my face as I struggled to force a smile at them.
"Ohh, hii Aria, it just slipped off my head that you also work here." one of them, I mean Dilane, wickedly smiled flashing his white pearls at me.
It caused me to flinch back so as to make a safe distance from the table because the others winked and devilishly smiled at me... Like I was what they craved to taste at this moment than the order they placed.
"Uhh, I will go and get the remaining tray of your order, Sir." I hurriedly spoke so that I could run away.
These guys are not any normal guys but my school mates. And to be precise, they are my Classmates. My reason for being scared around them is not because they are scary, big and tall. But because they belong to the upper class and I am an Omega from the lower class.
There is, though, no discrimination in the Sapphire Blue Pack, with regard to status or position; still, the young wolves here treat the ones belonging to the lower class as s**t as though we are a disease. And these guys from my school, Dilane, Kai, Neil, Zack and Oliver were the ones who loved to humiliate us, the low class Omegas.
"Wait darling," I jumped in my spot realizing that Neil had grabbed my wrist.
He sat on the edge of his seat, holding my wrist as he smirked. "Neil, I work here. Please leave my hand. The owner will shout at me if she sees this." I uttered in a trembling voice.
However, Neil smirked wider and got up from his chair. I looked behind at the counter just to make sure the owner was not seeing this. Luckily she was not, but the people sitting in the tables around legit could.
My cheeks heated up, I struggled to get out of his hold looking to my right side over the counter where my co-worker, Ms. Jennifer, was witnessing everything with her serious eyes that spoke, 'You shouldn't be doing this.'
It skipped my breaths. She disliked me. I was just a greedy selfish b***h in her eyes and she hated me. Her dark glares made my skin feel the hair stand in amazement as I prayed for her to not misunderstand me. She has told me that she was eagerly looking forward to seeing me kicked out of this place. And this only seemed like a valid chance for her.
"Neil please," I turned back to him and pleaded.
Something flickered in his eyes— they were his bad intentions and lust. He pulled my wrist towards his chest such that I also drew closer to him, "Okay fine, I will free you— but on one condition!"
I gulped my saliva, assuming what was coming, "Wh-what?"
"That you give me a kiss on the lips." His friends laughed in excitement while I stood there frozen.
Nope, I will not give him my first kiss.
Tbc...
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