My Drunk Little White Lies

*Buzz*….*Buzz* what in the hell? I tossed in my bed, what is vibrating? Ha, it tickles. Stop it Genesis! I sat up in my bed, and looked at my clock. It’s 4 A.M? Ugh! I have to be up in 3 hours! The vibrating continued I searched for what it was. Under my pillow, was my phone? Oh… I must’ve put it there last night. I grabbed my phone and unlocked it. 7 missed calls!? From whom? I checked my missed calls list; they were from my sister, Annie. Oh dear, mind my manors. I am Genesis, call me Geny- wait. You already know about me? Um, okay? Anyway, I should call her back. The phone rang at least 5 times, and then she picked up.

“Why didn’t you answer!?” She sounded mad, pissed, and stressed, three things you don’t want to hear coming from her.

“Sorry, I was too busy doing other things…like sleeping!” I swear I heard her growl. I shuddered. I am a 19 year old wimp!

“Anyway, I was calling because the boss wanted us to come in early today, something about at least 4 birthdays that need a singer-“

“4 BIRTHDAYS!? Why so many?” I didn’t mean to shout but…I hate when there are more than 2 birthdays, my voice will wear out. Oh, did I mention that I sang at our job? Well, yeah I do. Whenever it’s someone’s birthday I sing them, Happy Birthday and Annie plays the Piano. If the person doesn’t want that song, I sing them whatever I know.

“Oh my! 2 more birthdays than usual? What shall we do?” Annie fake gasped. I sighed.

“Okay, what time do I go?”

“6:00.” I looked at my clock, and then looked away. I did a double take and noticed that it was 5:20.

“Omg! Bye Annie!” She laughed and said goodbye. I rushed to my closet and grabbed whatever I could find. (They all wear the same out for work. It will be in the comments.) I ran into the bathroom and got un-dressed. I hopped in the shower, and washed my hair. I was singing while taking a shower:

“Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain.

I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days.

She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones.

Seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone.”


I turned off the shower and put on my clothes. I looked into the mirror. I grabbed a brush and whispered,

“Okay, now. Let’s be easy to tame today, yeah?” I brushed threw my hair for a while, and scrunched it with Gel, then walked into my room. I grabbed my car keys, slipped on my toms, then walked down the hall to my kitchen. I grabbed a banana and walked to the door, slid on a grey hoodie, and walked out my apartment door. It was a cold day in London, as usual. I walked to my car and got in. I turned on the ignition and buckled up. I drove to town, where my lovely siblings were waiting for me.

I parked in my parking space and rushed inside. I still can’t believe I work here, sometimes. (Picture of the restaurant on the side.) I walked towards the employee lounge, and went in. I saw my sisters Chey and Annie, waiting for me. They looked at me and rushed over.

“Finally, I live right by you, and even I came on time. And that’s weird for me!” Chey shook her head. I laughed.

“Sorry! I was in need of a shower, you know!” They nodded understandingly.

“Cheyenne! What have I told you about leaving napkins on the table? Is it so hard to put them in the dispenser?!” Our boss, Luke. Came in and yelled at Chey. She glared at him, and shook her head.

“I’m getting sick and tired of-“ Annie and I gave her a look.

“-Of forgetting to do that! Gosh, silly me.” She laughed, and shook her head. He smiled at her and nodded.

“Well, Chey. I suggest you, you know, NOT FORGET!” He then turned, and walked out of the room. Chey charged towards the door, but we held her back.

“It isn’t worth it, girl.” I looked at my watch. 7:30.

“Come on. Those people aren’t going to feed their selves.” Chey sighed in defeat.

“I wish they could.” We all walked out and put on are aprons. Sharpღ was worded on out aprons. I do’t know why but, Sharpღ was the weirdest restaurant name ever. It sounds like a place where you buy a knife, Sharpღ! By the knife that fit’s you best! I laughed at that. People started to walk in and take a seat. I walked over to a table with this cute Elder couple.

“Hello, how are you this evening.”

“We are doing brilliant, sweetie. And you?” Awe. I sometimes wish I was British.

“I’m doing fine. Thank you. Now, what may I get for you to lovely people today, hum?” The elder women looked at her menu, so did her partner.

“Can I have the Chicken Parmesan? Oh, and with a glass of Wine. Please, and thank you.” I nodded and wrote that down. Her partner spoke what he wanted.

“I’ll having the same thing as her, but extra parmesan.” I wrote that down.

“Alright, I will be back with your food soon.” I wrote down table 4 and walked to the next table. It had One Orange and One Blue balloon taped to the table. Must be a birthday table. Sitting there were 3 guys. They looked awfully familiar but, their hoods and sunglasses were blocking there faces.

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