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Post by Kay Ki on Jan 2, 2009 20:12:31 GMT -5
Another day, another dollar. Usually Kay didn’t mind working any time he was free, after all he liked to have a little money in his pocket, but on a day like today it really did seem a shame. The sun was slanting through the windows at the front of the restaurant while Kay leaned against the counter. They had already tackled the lunch time rush, and now the place seemed almost empty except for an elderly couple drinking coffee in the sunniest corner of the shop. Those two came in almost every day, and Kay knew them both by name, just as they knew him.
Picking up a cloth he wiped down the counter once more, although it was already spotless. He hated when the place was really quiet like this. But hopefully business would be picking up soon since the campers of Bell Lake were back in town once more. Secretly he envied them. He wished he was as musically talented as they were, but fact of the matter was it just wasn’t his thing to sing or to play an instrument. He was good enough for his own ears, but nothing better than that at the moment.
Coming out from behind the counter he wandered among the tables, looking for any crumb or smudge he might have missed when he had gone passed the first time. His parents had left for their lunch break together a little while ago, leaving the restaurant in his capable hands. After over five years of working here he knew how everything worked, and they probably wouldn’t be gone long anyway.
The couple in the corner stood and walked out the door with a friendly smile and a wave to the young man. Quickly he went over and cleared their dishes, taking them back to the kitchen where he would wash them later. Coming back out front he quickly wiped down their table before going back to stand behind the counter. He leaned on his elbows at the counter, catching a glance of the lake out of the corner of his eye through one of the many windows the restaurant held. Looking around all he could see were the dust motes dancing in the light. Well, he really was alone now, but how long could that last?
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Post by Jacqueline Davis on Jan 2, 2009 20:31:21 GMT -5
We'll be looking flashy in my Mercedes Benz I got lot of style, check my gold diamond rings Jac rolled down the window of her small car, as she allowed the breeze to wash over her small body. She had finally escaped the stuffiness and crowds of people that camp held and she was finally able to wander the small town that was just across from the lake.
She had been dying to see the town and hopefully find a couple of small stores and good resturants in the process. Speaking of resturants she was absolutely starving. She hadn't eaten since breakfast and even then it had only been a couple pieces of toast and now it was nearly two pm.
She quickly scanned the sides of the streets hoping to find something that appealed to her. She definetely was not in the mood for fast food, or any junk food of the sort. She wanted a sit down meal, where she would actually get a full meal.
Finally as she had drive almost another block, something caught her eye. It was a fairly small and simple place and nearly empty. 'Perfect.'She thought to herself and she pulled her car into the front of the small resturant.
Lakeside.
It sounded nice and quaint and definately not a fast food joint of any sort. It was perfect a sit down meal in peace in quiet. She smiled as she pushed the door open and was thankful there was no annoying ring from the door, that most of the places she had when today had. 'One more thing in it's favor.'She thought with a smile.
She approached the counter glad at the quietness and peacefullness that surrounded it. She looked up at the only one it seemed to be working today. A man that seemed to be only a little older than her. "Can I get a table for one?"She asked trying to be as polite as possible.
Pumping up the volume, breaking down to the beat Cruisin' through the west side We'll be checkin' the scene
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Post by Kay Ki on Jan 2, 2009 20:44:21 GMT -5
He saw the small car pull up through the windows in the front of the restaurant. He couldn’t really say whether he was happy to have the company of a few diners or not; on the upside, more customers meant more money, but on the downside, that mean he actually had to work. The young blonde girl came through the door and he gave her a quick look. One thing popped into his mind when he saw her; camper.
It wasn’t a bad thing to be labelled as a camper. After all, the kids at the camp had some kind of talent. In fact, chances were some of them would make it big while others ended up singing show tunes on cruise lines. He didn’t really care one way or the other, but he loved to steal down there during the time off he had. It was so cool to just watch them play their instruments, dance, sing, or whatever their talent may be. Some people at the camp knew him by now, but the recent members to it wouldn’t know him at all. He couldn’t say as though he recognized this girl though.
Kay gave her a smile some of his friends had nicknamed ‘the work smile.’ It was that almost cheesy smile people gave when they were working. The kind of smile you couldn’t quite tell whether it was sincere or not, unless of course you knew the person well. “Yeah sure,” he said, motioning to any of the empty tables around, “Take your pick.” He leaned over and grabbed one of the menus from a shelf underneath the counter and waited to follow her to whatever table she chose to go to. “So, are you from the camp?” he asked her conversationally. There was always the chance she was new in town, but he was willing to wager today’s pay check that she was from the camp.
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Post by Jacqueline Davis on Jan 3, 2009 20:40:54 GMT -5
We'll be looking flashy in my Mercedes Benz I got lot of style, check my gold diamond rings Jac quickly eyed the waiter up and down, he was only slightly taller than her, and was probably only a little older than her as well. When he smiled at her she couldn't help be reminded of many other smiles that waiters and waitresses gave there customers to have them feel more at home, and appear more likable.
When he told her that she could pick her own seat, she quickly began to scan the resturant for the most isolated place, she wasn't in the mood to be totally social with people today, and if any other costumers came in she wanted to be atleast able to slightly ignore them. She quickly glanced around and found a small table in the corner by a window. "Perfect." She whispered to herself as she began to walk in the direction of the table assuming her would follow her.
She silently slide into the table and was suddenly thankful the sun wasn't blinding today. She had just enough sun on her face to feel warm but not enough to be blinded. It was a beautiful day, so most of the camp had been busy, but she needed to escape from that and seek the peace and quiet of the town.
She barely heard him ask his question to lost in her own thought about the camp. She briefly considered saying no, just for the heck of it, but he had probably lived her for most of his life and would know if she was lying. She figured that he had only asked her for conversation sake, after all she hadn't heard of anyone in the town having any problem with camp. She quickly hoped that he didn't have any problems with the camp she was really hungry and didn't feel like driving all over town to find a new resturant.
"Yes. Is it that obvious?"
Pumping up the volume, breaking down to the beat Cruisin' through the west side We'll be checkin' the scene
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Post by Kay Ki on Jan 4, 2009 11:48:20 GMT -5
He noticed as she looked him up and down, but he didn’t mind. He got that look a lot working here. Sometimes it wasn’t intentional but he could tell when the girls (and guys for that matter) we blatantly checking him out. Kay didn’t get that vibe from this girl, so he just assumed that it was a gesture she wasn’t even aware of making. Though he had to admit, he wouldn’t have minded her checking him out. She was attractive in her own way though not the type of girl he went for, but she had something going for her. Typically he didn’t like a whole tonne of eyeliner on a woman, or any dark makeup for that matter, but each to their own.
Kay followed along a few paces behind her as she chose her seat which just happened to be in the corner of the store. Most people tended to avoid this seat since it was so far off to one side, but the view out the window here was just as nice as it was through any of the other numerous windows. Looking past her as she slid behind the table he could see the sun just reflecting off the lake through the window beyond. The lake was a bright ribbon of blue against the otherwise green space of the grass. He could see a few of the kids who lived around here jumping into the lake from the docks behind one of their houses, though of course they were too far away from him to be able to properly make out who they were. No one’s eyesight was that good.
He slid the laminated menu in front of her as she answered his early question. No, it wasn’t that obvious, but it was pretty much common sense. “Nah,” he said with a shrug, “It’s just the time of year when all the campers come back. You get used to it after a little.” he said with a genuine smile. “Is it your first time at the camp?” Kay asked as he pulled out the little notepad from his pocket that he took orders on. “So what are you working on, if you don’t mind my asking. At the camp I mean.” He flipped through until he found a clean page and pulled out a pencil. “Want some time to think?” he asked, gesturing to the menu. Because after all, if she didn’t need him he had all those other customers to attend to. He hated these slow days, hopefully this girl would be the chatty type, sitting in silence wasn’t really his thing.
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Post by Jacqueline Davis on Jan 4, 2009 12:23:48 GMT -5
We'll be looking flashy in my Mercedes Benz I got lot of style, check my gold diamond rings She was slightly grateful that the guy had nothing against campers, and that it totally wasn't obvious that she was a camper. "Must be fun thought, getting to see and meet hundreds of new people each year."She began hoping to start a small conversation at least. The place was dead she figured that he was probably as bored as she was after all,"And getting to see a bunch of firmilar faces as well."
It was her first time at camp and she had been injoying most of it so far. How many people get to go to a camp that helps them to plan their futures as well as be able to do it with their best friend. She figured very few. "Ya, its my first time here."She said with a polite smile as she opened the menu and began to look through the list of items. Everything looked so good, she could decided what to choose.
"No its fine,"She told him with a smile as she turned the page before looking up at him,"Right now I am working in vocal classes. I hope to be able to make it as a singer someday."She told him before looking back down at the menu, and finally decideding on a hambuger and fries not really in the mood for anything to fancy.
"No its fine. I think I'll order now if thats okay."She replied looking down at the menu quickly looking over at the drinks, and finally finding on she like. She then looked back up and him as saw that it already had his paper pad out and was ready to take her order."I'll take the burger with everything on it, but onions, and a coke please."She said as politely as possible.
"I'm Jac by the way."
Pumping up the volume, breaking down to the beat Cruisin' through the west side We'll be checkin' the scene
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Post by Kay Ki on Jan 5, 2009 16:59:49 GMT -5
He shrugged in reply to her statement, “It’s not bad, but you know that they eventually go back to wherever they’re from after the summer.” He’d made good, lasting friends while the campers had been at the camp, but he always made sure he understood that they’d have to go home at the end of the three months they had. Kay had always been one of the face-to-face kind of guy so holding friendships over AIM or text messages was hard for him. He wouldn’t say that when the people left it made him sad, but it didn’t make him happy either. The best word for what he felt at those moments would be disappointed. Disappointed that the summer was over, and disappointed that he would have to wait nine months for those he met to come back, if they did at all. “It’s kinda cool getting to watch people work on their craft though. I’ve seen a lot of people who had real promise,” he smiled. There was no doubt in his mind that some of the campers would definitely make a name for themselves one day.
Kay smiled at her as he wrote her order down on the pad in his own terrible version of actual letters. “Kay,” he said. His dad never made any of the staff wear nametags, something he was grateful for. He wasn’t a big fan of nametags since some crazy people actually read and used them. Weird. “I’ll be right back with that, he said. First he went back and put a hamburger on the grill then grabbed her Coke and brought it out to her. By the time he got back it was time to flip it over. Within eight minutes the burger was cooked. He topped it generously with everything available but left out the onions like she ordered and started on his way back out.
There was still only Jac sitting out in the restaurant when he got back to the front. He brought her burger around and placed it on the table in front of her. “There you go. So how’d you hear about the camp?” It was a fairly well known camp in a few circles, but it was by no means the only camp of its kind. It had gotten good reviews from a few critics and there always seemed to be new people coming, but he could never find an advertisement for it when he looked out of curiosity every now and then. It always seemed to be like some sort of exclusive club that only the best of the best knew about to him.
“So a singer huh?” he asked. “That sounds pretty cool. What do you sing?
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Post by Jacqueline Davis on Jan 10, 2009 19:46:07 GMT -5
We'll be looking flashy in my Mercedes Benz I got lot of style, check my gold diamond rings She could understand that it probably wasn't fun making friend only to have them leave at the end of the camp, even though she knew that a lot of them came back. She was certain that may probably didn't after all the camp wasn't exactly cheap, but that was the price you had to pay for perfection, and experience. After all the camp definitely helped those that came even if it was only for a year or so. "Well that sucks, but at least you get to see most of them the next summer."She said with a small smile, not wanting to intrude or ask him anything to personally like how it felt when that happened that would just make things super awkward and she really didn't do awkward.
"I know what you mean, I have a friend she is an incredible dancer, and I can totally see her being able to make it professionally."She told him thinking back to the other dance in which she had seen Vanessa dancing on the dock totally in her own element, without judgment or fear and it had truly moved her."Well it is nice to meet you Kay."She told him with a polite smile. She watched as he brought her drink and a few minutes later her food. She was glad the place was empty, it meant she wouldn't have to wait very long for her food.
She though about the next question she had only heard about the camp because of her vocal teacher. He had recommended it for her, and even helped her try to pay for it saying that he had seen talent in her and wanted her to be able to learn more than just what he could teacher her."My vocal teacher told me about it."She told him, she hadn't know anything about the camp before her teacher mentioned it, but once he had mentioned it she had looked it up online and was truly thrilled at the prospect of attending it.
"Pretty much everything."She told him, she did try and sing everything it allowed her to have a larger vocal range as well as keep her options open about the future."I like to try a little or everything."
Pumping up the volume, breaking down to the beat Cruisin' through the west side We'll be checkin' the scene
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