I was a girl who always spoke her mind. I was home schooled so I didn't know anyone my age. I worked at a bar where people would get drunk and throw up....or make out....and the girls acted stupid which made me annoyed. I was only 17 and I was very smart for my age. It was also a place were perverts would hang and flirt with people which made me cringe. You were a senior in high school and you and your buddies went into the bar to celebrate you a drawing contest. I was listening to music and eating a Popsicle when you guys came over and sat down. You looked at me for a minute and I looked up staring at you. Ok what can I get for you? I get your orders and I put the glass cups on the counter. I grab the ingredients and I reach up for the last bottle but I was too short to get it. You look at me and smirked faintly. Aren't you a little short to be tending a bar?
I look at you with a icy cool glaze and I grab it going to the counter. I start to make your drinks Well... aren't you a bit old to come to these types of bars? I lift my eyebrow and looks at you. I finish your drinks and slides them to you Enjoy sir. I put my headphones on and sits in a chair listening to music and eating my Popsicle. You then.

(Answer these questions... Before continuing.
How old was I?
Why did you go in the club?
Did I go to school?
I'll do pps so if you want a romance say meep)
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