Hey! Welcome to yet another story, and for the first time in English, it's not just a One-Shot! (Well, it is a series of One-Shot/drabble, but shhhh). So anyway, here's a little thing I came up with when I had some spare time. Don't know how many chapters I'll make, but I'll try to do as many as I can! Enjoy!

Ps: For those who have read my One-Shot « Risky Experiment », it's not the same OC, just to clarify.

First meeting

« Calm down Jen, everything will be alright. You just have to go in there and do your best! » the young woman said to herself. A big smile appeared on her lips. « This is your first job, so no chicken out! You have to greet the costumers properly, take their orders with a smile, not trip over yourself and pour hot coffee over their heads, or dump their food on themselves… » Her smile vanished. She could hear her heartbeat pumping threw her ears, loud enough that she had the impression it resonated around her. She took a long and shaky breath and put her trembling hand over her chest. She was sweating. « You can do this girl! » She looked up and opened the door to her new job: a little coffee shop called the lucky cat café.

As soon as she stepped inside, her nervousness returned tenfold. The café was buzzing with costumers, and she could see a busy woman trying to keep up with her dozen orders. She felt bad for the load of work she had, and panicked at the idea that her first day at a new job will be this stressful. She almost turned back. Almost. If it wasn't for her college fees she had to pay for the new semester, which was just around the corner. She had no choice but to make money on her own to pay for them, since she moved out of her childhood town, pursuing her dream of becoming an history teacher. No more parents to clean up after her, to make her laundry, to cook her lunches. She had to do all that inside her new apartment, just across the street. And, of course, it wasn't free.

She gulped down her saliva and furrowed her eyebrows. She was ready. She took a step forward, than another, and so on until she was in front of the counter, where the same woman from before was catching her breath. When she looked up, she recognized her and a relieved smile crossed her face.

« Oh, Jennifer, I almost forgot you start today! »

She got around the counter and took her hand to drag her along as she moved towards the back room. Once there, she took an apron that was hanging there and shoved it in her hands. « Put it on! » she simply explained. With a nod, the college student did as asked and returned her gaze on her new boss. She was smiling up at her, since Jennifer was taller than herself.

« Now, we'll get back there and see what you can do! » she proclaimed happily as she guided her back to the exit. Her new employee froze.

« Wait what? D-don't you have to teach me the basics? Like what's on the menu, or how to greet a costumer… »

The owner of the café, Cass, laughed and ignored her rock-hard feet on the ground that would not budge. She was quite strong for her stature.

« No need for all that! You just have to remember to always smile, listen to the costumer, and try not to ruin their clothes with tea. For everything else, you'll learn fast enough. »

They were back again in the café, where it seemed even more people were present. Jennifer felt as she was naked of any weapon in front of the final boss in a video game, and she ran out of healing potions a long time ago. She was going to die without any form of resistance. Her head was screaming at her to run away.

« Relax, it'll be easy enough! » Not sure about that… « Just take it easy for today. » She took a plate with a glass filled with orange juice and a croissant dripping with butter, and put it in her open hands. « Take this and go serve it to the boy with a cap on his head and his bag at his feet. You see him? » She pointed at some guy reading a book. She nodded. « Good. Now go! » With a little push from the energetic woman, who was already gone, the girl was back again in the overwhelming atmosphere that the café offered. She took a deep breath and hoped she didn't look like a tomato. She slowly advanced.

As she was approaching him, she had to be extra careful not to let anything fall on the floor. A child was running around, almost charging into her legs. An old man was shaking his cane around, arguing with a friend about what was better between coffee and tea, and he would have knocked her head off if she hadn't bend over. One by one, she countered all the obstacles towards her final destination. She finally managed to get there unhurt, and most importantly, with his entire order. A boost of confidence rushed through her. As awkward as a little girl in front of her crush, she posted herself to the young man's right and didn't move or say anything. Should she say something, or just put the food in front of him? She didn't have to do either since he was the first to make a move. He saw her through his peripheral and turned his head.

« Thanks aunt Ca… » Upon realising this wasn't in fact his aunt, he immediately shut up. His curious eyes scanned her feature. Her nervousness increased. Upon seeing her awkward eye contact, he smiled.

« Hi. Are you the new waitress my aunt hired? » he said gently. She didn't trust her voice, so she only nodded and stayed silent. She didn't move either, his order still in her sweaty hands. Her nervous aura infected her costumer as well and he could only smile to mask it.

« Erh, is this for me? » he pointed the plate still in her possession. She panicked. « Yes, I'm so sorry! » In a hurry, she took his food and put it in front of him. When the glass hit the table, it bent over and the juice flowed like a river on the floor. She panicked even more. She took off her apron and cleaned up after her mess. In her head, she was cursing herself.

« I'm so sorry, please forgive me! » she exclaimed as she was on all fours. « Please don't fire me.. » she whispered, tears building up in her eyes.

« Hey, it's okay, don't worry about it. » he reassured her with a warm smile. It didn't ease her dreadful state. « No, it's not! If I make too many mistakes, she's gonna kick me out and I can't afford that! » she desperately said. « Look, it even got on you! » Without thinking, she put the sill clean part of her apron on him and tried to dry out the orange mark. His face heated up as soon as she touched him. « Y-you don't have to do that, I can do it myself! » he stuttered a little too loudly, flustered. When she realised what she was doing, she felt her body gain some degrees. Her hand was cleaning his pants, centimeters away from his crotch. She dropped her piece of clothing with a yell.

« Aunt Cass, why are you watching from here instead of helping her over there? She definitely looks like she could use a hand… » Somewhere near the counter, a young teenage boy was looking up at his aunt, who was smiling ear to ear. « It's more fun to observe them from here, don't you agree? » she said, malicious. Hiro sighed, taking pity in this girl who had to put up with his funny aunt.