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The blonde at the end closest to me snaps out of it first. “Just bring out salads.”
One of the others looks crestfallen. “But …”
“Salads,” the blonde says, before looking her friend up and down. “You know you could stand to skip this meal, Hera.”
One of the girls' starts giggling before Hera gets to her feet and storms out of the dining room.
I walk straight through to the kitchen and take a ready plate of stew and a fork from Emily’s side.
Going out the back door and around the side of the building, I take quick steps and manage to catch up to the upset girl before she’s too far away to reach. She looks ready to cry, and the look on her face is confounded when she sees I brought her food.
“You brought me food? But we’re so mean to you,” she says, frowning.
I shrug, handing over the bowl.
She takes it after a second, but she seems conflicted.
“I can’t be see eating this,” she explains, trying to give it back.
I shake my hands in front of it and motion to her to follow me.
After a second, she does, probably worried someone inside might walk out and see us.
Fortunately, her friends haven’t been served yet so that’s unlikely.
I walk her around to the backyard and offer her a seat at the picnic table.
She looks around as she comes toward it, awe in her eyes. “It’s so nice out here.”
I nod, as she sits down with the food she really wanted before her nasty excuse for a friend told her she shouldn’t have any.
I grab her a glass of water from the kitchen, and she smiles at me.
“Thank you,” she says. “I … I might have to stay back here until they’re gone. Is that okay?”
I nod, as Cora steps outside and puts her hand to her heart.
My co-worker is a definitely a people-person.
She must have seen or been told what happened in the dining room.
She smiles at me and moves over to the girl’s side to check on her.
There’s nothing more that I can do, so I go back inside, and I take my time getting the mean girls their salads. They’re not happy that it took so long, but I don’t pay them any attention.
I move on to the other tables, and thankfully, the rest of the shift is uneventful.
I’m alone in the dining room for a while, I guess while Cora talks Hera through her upset, and nothing too crazy happens. I mean, besides the fact that I keep feeling like I’m being watched and every time I turn around, I see Orion’s the one watching me.
Those butterflies I felt before are starting to multiply.
Liking him wouldn’t be so bad if he liked me back.
I doubt anything will happen between us.
It’s just kind of nice to feel seen for once.
I smile at him as I step back into the kitchen for another order.
