Waitress Novels & Stories

I was already at the edge of my seat. “What are you talking about?” “It is about the prophecy. Adelina did not tell you the whole story and I guess I should start by letting you know that I found out that Adelina is – Before he could continue a waitress approached us with the menus. “Good afternoon. I hope you guys are okay today. My name is Kyla, and I will be your waitress this afternoon. Is there anything you would like to start with? Any drinks?” She asked with a bright beaming smile on her face.

Damien nudged my arm and subtly pointed to a small blonde haired girl talking to Mark. Mark, what a kiss ass. My skin crawls seeing whoever this girl is with that guy. By the kooks of her uniform, she works here. Ada always serves us though, we were told that she is the best so our friend has put her with us since day one. As we all stared at her, her eyes suddenly met ours and quickly retreated back to the floor. Do we make you nervous, darling? “Hi my name is Amelia and I will be your waitress tonight. May I bet you all started on some drinks?” Her voice hits my ears. Such a beautiful voice.

She stared at her self in the mirror in the changing room and went to start her work. She arrived and saw Jasper at the counter. "Hey", she greeted. "Hey, girl. I'm Jasper but you can call me Jazz. What's your name?" "Aurora." "I like your name. I'm happy I finally have someone to work with. Is this your first time working as a waitress?" "This is my first time working." "Yeah. I thought so." "What made you think so?" "That's your truck out there, right?" "Yeah." "Your appearance says you are from a rich family. Your truck, your hair and your hands."

Abira, one of the waitresses said, tugging her blouse, and making sure it would show her cleavage. “I’m gonna serve him.” Another waitress protested. I frowned and adjusted my wig before putting iced tea and chocolate cookies on a tray and heading out. “Aana…” I paused when my employer called me out and forced me to turn around to face him. “Yes, sir.” “You’ll serve Scott Martinez,” he announced, and my heart leaped into my throat. “I’m occupied, sir,” I replied, my voice raspy. “Abira will take care of your guest,” he said while glancing her way.

Jordan nudges my arm and points to a small blonde woman talking to leo. Leo. What a kiss ass. My skin crawls seeing whoever this woman is with that guy. By the looks of her uniform, she works here. Soffie always serves us though, we were told that she's the best so our friend has put her with us since day one. As we all stare at her, her eyes suddenly meet ours and quickly retreats back to the floor. "Hi, my name is Jessica and I'll be your waitress this evening. May I get you all started on some drinks?" Her voice hits my ears. Such a beautiful voice.

Ms Mitchell asked, standing next to me as I lowered my gaze. "And you are?" Candela asked. "Jasmine Mitchell. The event planner and head of the waiters. Has my employee done something wrong?" Ms Mitchell asked. "Yes. Your incompetent waitress here spilled drink on my friend," Candela said, making Ms Mitchell look at me. I held my fingers nervously as I suppressed my tears. "How could you employ such people? Didn't you do a thorough screening?" Candela asked. "I am sorry, ma'am. It was clearly a....."

As they settled into their seats, a waitress approached, her smile as bright as the chandeliers above. “Mr. Waverly! It’s always a pleasure to see you,” said the waitress, “Sasha,” her name embroidered neatly on the pocket of her uniform. Jaxon responded with a faint smile. “You always say that, Sasha,” he replied coolly, his gaze steady. Sasha then turned her attention to Isla. “Welcome, ma’am,” she said with a polite bow. Isla returned the gesture, her own smile wide and a little nervous. Sasha glanced back at Jaxon.

would you like to go out with me waitress:- thanks but. I am married and look there. the chef is my husband. I am already pregnant. chef look at Ariel so angrily. that makes Ariel scared. he is chilled by his look. Ariel waves his hand toward him. then the waitress goes to take the order of the other. loriana:- are you playboy kind of boy. do you want a girlfriend that badly

Curiosity piqued, Camilla asked, "What's your friend's name?" "I call her Liz,” the waitress replied, adding, “She was once employed here too, just like myself… Unfortunately, something tragic happened, and she... she's no longer here…” "I understand," Camilla nodded empathetically, placing a hand on the young woman's arm. "On another note, I am currently seeking employees for a project I will soon be undertaking. Would you consider working for me?" The waitress's eyes widened, her gaze flickering with surprise and disbelief. She blinked a few times, as if trying to process the words she had just heard. “But I don't possess any

a waitress squealed as she stepped in "Who ??"Reina inquired "Liam White. His so hot but yet arrogant. His dad is the prime minister...meaning his so rich plus,he's the top one male model!" she squealed again "I can't believe.." "I've got an order to serve. See ya!" Reina grabbed the tray containing the order and exited the kitchen She walked cautiously to his table knowing fully well that any slip up will lead to her losing this job "Waitress huh ?"she tched sliently. She sat at a table with a big sunhats on her head