BECKY POV
The familiar bell rang as I walked into Luke's Monday morning. Shrugging my jacket off and placing it on a nearby coat rack, I made my way toward Luke.
"Me puedes dar un café para llevar, por favor?" I asked as I sat down on a stool. The grumpy diner owner stopped in his tracks, taking a moment to attempt at translating what I had just said. ("Can I have a coffee to go, please?")
"You asked for a coffee to go, right?" he asked, causing me to smile enthusiastically. I had been trying to teach him some Spanish since I first started working here - which was almost 3 years ago - and he was finally starting to be more fluent. At first, he was opposed to the idea but I was able to convince him pretty quickly. I told him we'd be able to talk shit about Taylor and he wouldn't have the slightest clue.
"Have you gotten your schedule yet?" he asked, handing me my beverage.
"Uh not yet, it's supposed to come in the mail sometime this week."
"Alright, just let me know what days you're free," he said as I handed him a few bills. Suddenly, I felt two arms wrap around me harshly, pulling me into a tight hug. Instantly relaxing as I recognized the laugh I've grown to love.
Nia fucking Reyes
Short brown hair, just reaching the tips of her shoulders. Big siena brown eyes, cute button nose, and pouty lips. God, she's gorgeous. Nia and I have been best friends since I moved here, becoming a trio shortly after she met Tristan. We've stuck by each other through thick and thin. Supporting each other in any way we can while offering to beat someone's ass.
"You bitch! Te vas por dos meses, and then what?! You come back only to leave again, without a goodbye might I add, and hang out with Tristan for a week. Without me!" she ranted. ("You leave for two months,")
"Awwww, pobrecita," I mock, petting her arm and placing a quick kiss on her cheek. "In my defense, I was in a rush, and I didn't want you to deal with my bitchy grandma," ("poor dear")
"Yeah, you're right. I'm glad you didn't take me," she smiled as she sat on the stool next to mine. We spent the next twenty minutes catching up with each other and planning a sleepover for later tonight. Nia was ranting to me, going on and on about her dad's girlfriend's 8-year-old son when she suddenly interrupted herself.
"Oh, have you met him?"
"Met w-"
Before I could even finish my question, the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard, followed by the sound of the curtain being harshly opened. A boy around our age being the one to come out. He had chocolate brown eyes and his dark hair was perfectly styled, wearing a camouflage long sleeve under a navy blue vest. The annoyed look on his face made it obvious that he'd rather be anywhere than here. We made eye contact for a split second before he trudged out the diner, slamming the door.
"That's your new coworker," Nia smirked. "He's Luke's nephew, mom sent him from New York. Not the nicest, but I'd be a bitch to everyone if my Ma just shipped me off to live with some uncle I barely knew, live in a shitty town where people don't know how to mind their own business."
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"Ma, I have a surprise for you!" I yelled as I walked through the front door, Nia hiding behind me. We looked all over the house only to find my mother sitting at the kitchen counter. Her brunette hair falling out of her ponytail as she looked over bills. She was still in her work clothes, meaning she had just come home from work.
At the sound of our footsteps, she looked up at me, suspicion swirling in her steel blue eyes. "What kind of surprise?"
I moved out the way and let Nia walk through the doorway. "I'm sleeping over, surprise!" she yelled, wrapping her arms around my mother.
"Ahy, mija! How are you? I haven't seen you all summer." she said, giving her a tight squeeze.
"I've been good also, do you guys mind if we order takeout? I'm starving," she groaned, grabbing the menu.
"Do you think he's gonna answer?" Nia asked as she started to dial Tristan's number while trying to balance her carton of chow mein on her leg.
"Of course he is. He always answers when I call him," I responded, instantly cringing at the smug look on her face.
"Ew stop he's like my brother! Besides he's into Rory," I explain, that last part coming a little more bitter than intended. As much as I love Rory, I hate the way she treated Tristan. I'm not going to deny it, he's annoying and cocky. Nia and I know he is, but he doesn't deserve to be treated like shit. I mean, Dean broke up with Rory publicly, Tristan apologized for bothering her, and then they kissed. And what does Rory do? She leads him on only to get back with Dean, tell him that she loves him, and make out with him.
Right in front of him!
"Hey, loser what are you doing?" Nia laughed before he could even say hi.
"Yeah loser, what are you doing?" I repeated.
"What the fuck? You guys having a sleepover without me?" he asked, confusion lacing his words. Nia and I just looked at each other and laughed.
"Hey, it's not our fault you live in Hartford." Nia deadpanned.
"Yeah, you know you're always welcome in my house. You could've been the one to plan the sleepover." I teased.
"Fine, since Becky over here said I'm always welcome, we're having a sleepover at her house," he stated smugly.
"Um, you seem to forget about my very busy mother who can barely handle her two kids and many jobs. So, you're gonna have to talk to her about this."
"Ok, I will," he said and hung up the phone. Nia and I looked at each, not believing him.
We continued eating our food, looking for a movie to watch when my mom popped her head into my room, holding the phone in her hand. "Hey, uh girls, why did Tristan call me asking if he could have a sleepover here?" she asked.
Nia and I just turned to look at each other and laughed, only confusing my mom even more.
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Hey guys! Sorry, it took a while, my cousin's quince was Saturday and my sleep schedule was fucked up. And I've been trying to finish all my college work for this semester, this is my last week! Anyways, I hope you guys liked this chapter.
-J <3
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