Disasterology

CAITY'S POV

"Hey, can you get the last customers for me? I need to take a phone call." Megan yelled across the diner. Through all of this madness she's been like my second mom. I can talk to her about anything and when my mom kicked me out, she let me stay with her till I could afford a semi-decent apartment. I couldn't thank her enough for everything she's done for me.

"Uh, yeah, sure. I can do that" I said hesitantly. My shift was over and I was really looking forward to going home to my nice, big bed. But it's the least I could do for her.

"Thanks hun, love ya see you tomorrow." I let out a quiet love you too then went to the front door to greet our last customers.

There were 4 guys standing at the enterance waiting to be seated. One of them had spiky jet black hair and dimples to die for. He had some sleeve tattoos but nothing other than that. The guy standing next to him was short with shoulder length brown hair, no visible tats, and a blue beanie. Next to him was a guy with a lot of sleeve tattoos and a giant owl on the front of his neck with stretched ears. He had want seemed to be a Padawan braid resting on his shoulder and he was wearing a black SnapBack. The last guy I saw was very tall and lanky. But boy, was he attractive. He was too wearing a SnapBack, that covered his shoulder length hair. He had a slight scruff and a medusa piercing that shone in the light. He was covered in tattoos from his arms to his neck. My lord was he hot! I hadn't realized I had zoned out and was staring directly at him, lost in my thoughts.

"Um, hello?" The tall one said. I could see confused looks on all of their faces.

"Oh..Uh..I'm...Uh..I'm sorry." I sounded like a complete idiot stuttering. I don't know what was wrong with me, I felt so nervous around him.

"It's fine but can we sit down? Booth please." He laughed a raspy chuckle. The tone of his voice was so mesmerizing and sexy. I couldn't help but swoon the whole time he talked.

"Yeah sure. Right this way" I led them to the booth and handed them their menus.

"Thank you....." He had a questioning tone in his voice.

"Oh, Caity!" I said with a smile.

"Thank you very much, Caity. I'm Mike." The way he said my name made my knees go weak.

"If you need anything just flag me down." I let out a small laugh and smiled.

He smiled and nodded as the rest of them did. I walked away and started to get my things together so I could leave right after them. I couldn't help but look for any and every excuse to go over there. Even if it didn't mean talking to them, I just wanted Mike to notice me. And he did. Whenever I'd go over there he'd either look at me and smile or wink. I knew he would never go for me. I'm not pretty like the other girls. And even if he did think I was hot or whatever, he wouldn't wanna get involved with a girl with a life as fucked up as mine. But even if...... My thoughts got interrupted by a tap on my shoulder. I jumped off the window sill I was sitting on and fell hard on my ass.

"Oh my god I'm sorry i didn't mean to scare you I just wanted to ask for the check!" Mike said nervously. He was talking so fast I could barely understand what he was saying.

"No it's okay.. I'm just a dumb ass." I let out a small laugh even though I was humiliated. I think he could tell by the pink forming on my cheeks.

"Don't be embarrassed cutie." He whispered in my ear as handed me a piece of paper.

As him and the other guys left I unfolded the piece of paper and on it were 10 digits.... His phone number. I felt my cheeks heat up and my heart skipped a beat. Was he really interested in me? I haven't had many boyfriends since I didn't get out much as a teenager so this isn't common. I'm excited and nervous. Should I call him? This could be the thing that breaks me out of my slump.. This could be good for me.