Disclaimer: I do not own Coyote Ugly
"You'll be back by the end of the week, and you know it, Lil."
"We'll see about that Mike."
Mike just laughed, and walked back into the bar shaking his head. I turned to walk away. I wasn't sure where I was going. I mean I live with the guy, so if I want to avoid him going back to the apartment wouldn't really be effective. Just when I took my first step away I heard the door open.
"Hey, Lil, as soon as you get your bar set up, give me a call. I want the first shot as one of your bartenders."
I was surprised to say the least when I saw who it was. Rachel Moynahan. A new girl Big Mike got about a month ago. She was young, twenty-one, I think. She had no experience prior the job she had now. She was a natural though. Rachel had caught on more quickly than anyone else I had ever seen. I had never talked to her one on one before. She always stayed focused on her job, never really socializing with anyone other than a little small talk with some of the costumers. The costumers adored her, even though she had a rage issue. I hadn't thought anyone would believe that I could start my own business.
Rachel raised an eyebrow, but eventually shrugged, and made a motion back towards the bar.
"I've gotta get back to work. I'm hoping Mike hasn't noticed that I'm gone yet."
"See ya Rachel."
"Maria, I need a place to stay."
My sister Maria, and I never really got along, but she was there for me if I needed her. Maria is married to a guy named Bob, has two kids, lives in a very nice apartment building, and is a stay at home mom. She's twelve years older than me, which would make her thirty-nine. Not that she would ever admit it. Her son's name is Jeffrey he is thirteen, and her daughter, Sarah is nine. Basically Maria is my opposite, which may be the reason that we don't get along.
"How long will you be staying?"
Even over the phone with all of the sounds of New York making it almost impossible to hear her I could tell that she wasn't excited about me coming for a visit. She thought I was a bad influence on her kids. Something about not wanting her daughter to end up dancing on a bar.
"Not long, just a few days, you know until things cool down. I'll be there in a half hour. I just have to get a couple things from my place. I'm sorry about calling so late."
"Don't worry about it. I love getting calls at eleven-thirty at night."
As soon as I got to my apartment I grabbed my money, enough clothes for about four days, and other necessities. I was not in a hurry. I knew that us having a fight wouldn't make Mike close early, so I still had a few hours before he came back. I knew this for sure because me and Mike have been married for three years. We dated for a year before that, and I worked at his bar for two years before that. I guess you could say I was an expert on the guy.
As soon as I was out of the apartment I got into my car, and went down to my sisters. I used my own key to her house, don't tell her I have one, and invited myself to the guest room.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed chapter one. I know that the characters don't seem like themselves exactly, but this is about three years earlier. Lil is married to a guy named Big Mike who probably isn't great to her. Rachel is young, and new to everything, so I wanted to make her a little aloof. Not completely sure of herself yet.