"Hey Mr. Smith, what can I get you today, the usual?" I asked the nice old man. He came here weekly, just because he gets lonely.

"Yes, thank you Bianca." He said.

I smiled at him. "No problem." I said, "I'll be right out with your food." I said as I walked away.

"Benny!" I screamed through the window.

"Yeah?" the old chef replied.

"I need some home-style eggs with turkey bacon and OJ with no pulp!"

"Got it!" he replied over the noise of the kitchen.

Benny was our main chef. He was a fat old man, but the kind that reminds you of Santa. He had a big belly with a grey moustache and brown eyes. He always wore a chef's hat over his bald head, and had a smile on his face every time I looked at him. I don't know how old he is, but he's so nice I don't really care.

I walked over to my two best friends.

"Hey Bianca," Thalia said as I walked over.

"Hi." I replied.

"Did you hear, Thaila's Cousin is coming all the way from New York!" Annabeth squealed.

"Why are you so excited?" I asked.

"Have you seen him?" she asked, suddenly serious, "He's gorgeous!" she said, fanning herself with her hand to emphasize.

"That's funny," I said, "Because Nico's also coming from New York."

Both my friends' eyes widened.

"Two gorgeous guys coming at the same time." Annabeth said, fanning herself as if it were a hundred degrees.

"Hey Bianca, why is that old guy always here?" Thalia asked, trying to change the subject.

"Who, Mr. Smith? Come on, he's just a lonely and confused old man." I said, trying to defend my friend.

"Yeah but he's like the only old person who comes here," Thalia continued, "And he drives away all the college kids."

"Oh so you like it when all the boys hit on us?" Annabeth asked Thalia jokingly.

"Us?" Thailia said, "Honey, I'm the only one getting the stares."

Annabeth pretended to look offended. "Excuse me, but you are so totally wrong-"

"Girls, girls," I interrupted. "I think we all know who get's all the-"

"Bianca!" Benny shouted, "Order's ready!"

I walked up to the window and took the food.

"Thanks Benny!" I shouted back. I then walked over to Mr. Smith and gave him his food.

! #$%^&*()

"So how was work honey?"

"Dad, you know I don't like talking about my day." I moaned.

"Sorry, just curious…" he replied.

My dad was the deputy sheriff here in the town of Elon. He had the same silky black hair like the rest of our family, and the same black eyes which, apparently, made as all look crazy. He skin was pale, just like my brother's, and he was about fifty-five years old.

"Nico's arriving tomorrow." He said.

I smiled. I always loved Nico, even if he did get a little annoying at times.

"So, what's for din-din?" I asked.

"I had a big lunch," he replied, "If you want dinner, you gotta make it yourself."

"Nah," I said, "I'm not really that hungry anyway." I claimed. Truth was I was actually starving, but I couldn't cook for my life.

"I'm going to hang at Annabeth's for a while, okay?" I told him.

"Sure, just be back by ten." He said.

"Elven?" I asked, not really liking ten.

"Ten thirty." He compromised.

"Ten forty-five." I tried to compromise again.

"Ten forty." He said, getting a bit annoyed.

"Ten forty-three?" I asked trying to push my luck.

He narrowed his eyes at me while I innocently smiled

"Fine," he said, "Ten forty-three." He smiled.

I smiled back. "Okaythanksbye." I said as I walked out off the living room and out the door.

! #$%^&*()

The town of Elon was beautiful. I grew up here with my dad, while Nico grew up with my mom in New York. Thalia, Annabeth, and I have been friends since kindergarten and even went to The University of Elon together.

We all worked at a local café as waitresses which allowed us to earn a few extra dollars. We were all around the same age, me and Annabeth being twenty-five, Thalia being a bit older a twenty-six. She had to repeat kindergarten. (I know, how the hell does someone repeat kindergarten!)

I parked my car outside Annabeth's house. We were all going to the movies, just for fun. I put on the floppy green hat that I always put on in public, even though my friends say that I'm beautiful. I got my dad's hair and eyes, but my mom's olive skin. My friends say that, if I wanted to, I could get any guy in Elon. I don't agree with them though, because I have never had a boyfriend…

Annabeth opened up for me. "Hey," she said as we hugged. "You ready."

"Yeah, is Thals here?" I asked.

"In here." I herd the voice of my friend. She came out and we hugged.

"Ugh, when are you gonna stop wearing that hat?" she asked.

"Stop it; you know I'm self-conscious about Ricky!" I joked.

"Oh lord, she's named it." Thalia said to no one in particular. We all laughed. This was going to be fun.