Somebody to love -- Mimi

[ANNA CARLOS CRAY]

Anna was in the pubs toilet, not the nicest places in the pub but she wasnt there cleaning toilets, for once. Anna was in the toilets because she had seen a gorgeous woman and was too scared to talk to her. Sighing Anna exited the stall and looked into the full length mirror on the wall of the public toilets, looking at herself she opened her bag and took out some make up deciding she would re-do it and make herself look fresher, as she put on a fresh coat of light foundation she took in her outfit. Before work she had taken care in what she wore because her apartment rent was coming up and she needed to make some deals to pay the bills, so at the moment she was wearing a black H&M top with a diamond on the middle and random symbols surrounding it. Aswell as that she was wearing a pair of taylor boston wash jean shorts pairing them with a cute pair of dELiAs Vans authentic floral sneakers. Anna finished applying her makeup and she checked out her acseccories, she had spent time choosing these aswell making sure that they were easy to remove and wouldnt get in the way, a pair of anchor earings, some spike rhinestone rings a leather bracelet and a long neckless. Anna approved of her self ajusting her outfit with her nails that she had painted a pale pink.

Anna had always been obsessed with fashion and models ever since she was young. In her mind models were perfect and beautiful it was one of the things that made her self concious. She would spend hours in her bedroom cutting out different models and sticking them into a scrapbook that she kept with her until she had been kidnapped at thirteen, she would cut out clothes and stick them onto the models to change their look. It occupied Anna and made her feel better. As she grew up she would go shopping with her friends in school, spending ages trying clothes on and prancing around the store with others fawning over her looks even though she wasnt happy with them. Her taste in clothing wasnt one she loved all different designs and every different outfit. She would spend hours picking an outfit in the morning and unlike most girls where if they were upset would sit at home eating ice cream, Anna would go into the different shops just to try on the clothes. But of course being poor Anna couldnt buy all of the clothes she wanted since it wasnt as simple as that, but Anna knew that one day her name would be everywhere, she would be the biggest person in the world.

Anna searched through her small bag before she found a mint and placed it in her mouth before running her fingers through her hair and leaving the bathroom. She exited the bathroom to find that the woman had left and her face dropped slightly before she decided it didnt matter. Anna walked to the behind of the bar placing her bag in the normal place she would before she started to serve drinks. The men in the bar were again perverted and Anna could only serve drinks tonight because she would have to wait another week for talent night at the bar. Anna served many drinks to people at the bar before she was told to start serving tables. Taking out a notepad and a pen she pulled her hair to the side and exited the bar, she didnt normally serve tables but she had to guess that many of the waiters were off that day. Anna served tables for half an hour before a minimum of seven men maybe more entered the bar and took up a table hooting for Anna to walk over. Anna groaned as she took the pen from behind her ear and walked to the table looking at the boys she listened to them flirt before she finally asked for their order. Anna wrote the order down in a scribble before walking off and behind the bar picking up two trays she began to pour the many drinks and place them on the tray.

When she had first arrived in New York Anna had been poor and since then it hadnt changed. It had taken her almost two years to make enough money to buy herself her own place, she had spent hours of 'favours' to keep her place, the owner of the pub; Joe had only given her the job out of pitty. Anna should have given up years ago, but she was a survivor and never gave up, it was one of her brilliant traits. The only thing Anna hated about New York was that most girls were elite bitches, it was a known fact. New York was full of whores, sluts, bitches and fakes. Anna didnt put up with them and didnt care for them since she hated fake-ness. Th problem with that was that even though Anna didnt realize it, she was fake aswell. She ate very rarely because she wanted the perfect body, she would do favours for men even though she was gay. But that was one of the things she didnt realize and it was rather stupid. Anna was like this because she had never had a family and more importantly no one had ever said that they loved her. Of course there were the fakes and the lies just to get in her pants but Anna had never had someone truly love her, so she was haunted with sadness and the acting of hiding it.

Anna looked around the bar and noticed that there were fuller tables, 'must be a football match or something' Anna shook her head as she watched some boys wooping at the wide screen at the pub, only bought because the owner; Joe, thought that it would attract more paying customers. Anna knew that it attracted customers but they were definatly not paying. Sighing Anna piled the many drinks onto the two trays and stretched her arms as she attempted to balance both trays onto her arms. Anna smiled triumphantly when she succeeded but then realized she had to try and reach the table at the other end of the bar without dropping the trays. Anna bit her lip as she got around the bar and began to walk, watching as people turned their attention to her, watching her small frame carry to trays with many drinks on them. A lot of the people watching were waiting for her to trip, the others were making bets on when she would give up and carry one at a time, others than them were just astonished someone of Anna's figure could carry the trays for so long without help, it was most likely a shocking sight due to the fact that Anna was very concious about her wait so she didnt eat much making her look much smaller and weaker.

Anna was smiling happily at the fact she still hadnt fallen but realized she had jinxed her self when she tripped and the the trays fell with her. Thankfully not all the glasses on the trays smashed and were just chipped, the liquid covered the floor and Anna knew she would have to clean it up. The bad news was that Anna had landed on someone, she didnt know who but they werent going to be very happy, Anna felt the hard impact as she fell and groaned as she heard the trays and glasses land on the ground. Anna had always been the clumsy one and expected this anyway but wanted to prove herself wrong. The bar erupted into chatter and laughter, the jerks laughed whilst the gossipers talked about Anna behind her back which made Anna feel more uncomfortable. Anna removed herself from lying on the person she had landed on carefully and started to clean up the mess she made expecting most likely the person she had landed on to either walk away or go and tell the owner of the bar. Anna winced as she cut her finger on a piece of glass but kept cleaning up the mess placing the glass back onto the trays and the unbroken glasses on aswell.

1388 -- Words
Complete -- Status
Mimi -- Tagged
See ma Shiz! -- Outfit
Top Gear -- Muse
Whoever invented love really didnt think it through -- Notes
Me so shut up and like it -- Credit

[AMELIA OLIVIA MCALLISTAR]

- - - - Cause I'll never let you leave,
never let you breathe

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- - - - - Cause if you're looking for heaven,
baby it sure as hell ain't me.

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The dirty blond women sat on the chocolate brown corner sofa, her legs crossed as she sat in the corner seat. Her small delicate hands were wrapped around a blue plastic mug that contained a chicken soup which was specially made for mugs. The girls deep green eyes were glued to the television screen as she watched the traditional English show she use to watch in England: The Jeremy Kyle Show. She loved that show and she was glad it showed in America. Glancing at the clock on the wall and small sigh left her lips. It was six o'clock, which meant she had work in an hour or so. Amelia McAllistar was a straight A* student. Her self and her younger brother pretty much aced every test they did. They were from England but four years ago she decided to move to New York so she could attend Yale University, one of the best university's in the world. It was hard to believe a Yale student worked in Joe's pub, but it was good pay for her. She worked full time there, so she got pretty good pay. Some days were good days, but ever since Joe put that flat screen television on the wall, it had just attracted drunken mobs of men. Of course in his opinion it brought more paying customers in who paid a lot for the alcohol. In her opinion, it caused a lot of fights, and she hated it when she got caught up in the middle of some of them.

She had sworn to herself she turned twenty-two she'd leave the pub, but she couldn't bring herself to do so. After Yale she'd get the job she wanted, but until then she was stuck in the pub with the drunken mobs. Finishing off her chicken soup she stood up and wriggled her toes in the fluffy baby pink socks. Walking into her fairly large kitchen she put her cup in the dish washer and wiped down the sides before she walked back into her liven room. Picking up the remote, she starred at the television for a few minutes before she turned it off and threw the remote onto the couch. As she left the room, she switched the light off and walked into her master bedroom. She really didn't want to go into work, but she had to and Joe would tell if she was lying about being ill. She only had to work until midnight tonight, wasn't much of a big deal. Although she hated long hours. Opening her built in wardrobe she looked through the many racks for her work uniform, which out of the whole job she loved, at the same time she couldn't help but feel exposed to the men in the bar that stared at her quite a lot while she was working. Pulling out a pair of black skinny jeans she threw the jeans onto her bed. It took her a lot of time until she found her white halter top at the top of the rack. Then she threw that on the bed along side the jeans. It wouldn't take her to long to get ready, or at least she hoped it wouldn't. Walking over to her bed she took off her gray joggers and pulled on her black skinny jeans, which was such a difficult task for a girl. She then slipped on her white halter top and grabbed her black and white bag. She put in a bottle of water, her cell phone, a hair brush and two different tops. She always took spare clothes to work, just in case someone spilled their drink on her by accident.

Grabbing her keys to the house and her car, she put on her gray high heels and left the warmth of her home. As she walked out the door, the cold breeze hit her and she shivered. Running a hand through her dirty blond hair she got into her car and put the bag on the passenger seat. It would only take Mimi fifteen minutes to get to work, which was perfect seeing as in twenty minutes she had to start work for her seven o'clock shift.

Putting the car in gear she drove off through the town listening to the radio and decided to sing along, "Love is why we do it love is worth the pain, love is why we fall down, get back up again, ove is where the heart lies love is from above." Her voice was pure and it was soft as she sang along to the song. Mimi enjoyed singing. Besides art, it was one of her favorite things to do. At Yale Mimi decided to do a ar major, as well as music. Pulling into the car park behind the pub she grabbed her bag and got out of her car, locking the door behind her. It looked like the pub would be crowded, which wasn't a good thing for the staff members. Walking in through the back, she walked through the kitchens and said hello to a few of the staff workers. Putting her bag under the bar she put her name tag on and looked around at the large tables. There chatter and roaring of the customers grew and grew and Mimi could feel a headache coming on. Rubbing her temples she shook her head and looked up seeing a customer at the bar asking for two pints of beer, a white wine, two cokes and one vodka and coke. Nodding she smiled, "Ok sir, your drinks shall be with you shortly." The man nodded and left the bar and walked back over to the table. Grabbing a large circle tray she began to do the beers. Looking up she saw a young girl working who got told to do the tables, and she was quite an attractive girl too. Pushing the thoughts to the back of her mind, she put all the drinks on the tray.

Walking over to the table with a tray of drinks could be hard. Most people would watch to see if they would trip with the tray full of drinks. Most of the locals knew that after four years of watching and waiting, it wasn't going to happen anytime soon. As she got to the table she gave each person their drinks and smiled politely. Mimi was well known in the pub for her great service. As she walked away, she saw the same girl walking to a large table with trays of drinks balanced on each arm, which in Mimi's opinion took great courage to do. She had done it once or twice but it drew a lot of eyes, so she tended to take them over a tray at a time. As she was about to walk past the girl, the girl tripped and dropped the tray and drinks. If that wasn't enough, most of the bevarage landed on her and then she girl landed on her.

People began to laugh and cheer as it happened, Mimi just sat up and looked at her white halter top which was now covered in beer and a lot of other drinks. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed her tray and began to stack the now empty glasses on the tray. Looking at the girl with her deep green eyes she cocked a eyebrow, "You should be more careful." She noted and stood up with some empty glasses on her tray. Walking over to the bar she put the empty glasses in the bin, which was when Joe approached her. "What do you think your doing with those glasses Amelia?" He questioned with a angry tone. Placing the tray on the bar she looked at him. "Well, if you had seen that young girl dropped her drinks on the floor, I was helping her to clean up. Oh and also, it's Mimi, not Amelia." Walking away she looked at the girl and approached her again. "Do you need a new top? I have a spare in my bag." It was nice to be polite, and Mimi didn't like seeing people being humiliated seeing as she had been humiliated herself quite a few times. If the girl didn't want a spare top, it would be fine. Although she wanted the white crop top rather than the other one she had packed, she love her halter top. Looking up at the time, she saw it was eight o'clock now, which meant she had three hours left of boring work.

words; 1425.
status; le fini.
who's involved?; anna cray.
muse; the script.
what she's wearing; well, this right here!?
notes; wooooop, christmas in three days! ;D
credits; charley made this from ON THE L I S T !? so don't try and steal or remove credit. lyrics from the script; walk away.