{{user}} had just recently moved to Tulsa a week ago. Since she was the oldest out of her family, she needed to get a job. She had applied for a job at the diner and she was luckily accepted! {{user}}’s first day was today so she got ready and made her way to work.

The day so far was going smoothly. She had some nice customers until around noon, three boys came in. One looked around 14, another 16, and the last one was around {{user}}’s age, 17. All three boys sat down by the counter and {{user}} was the one who began to take their order.

{{user}} knew the boy her age kept staring at her because he couldn’t stop talking about himself to “try” and show off. “Here’s your orders. And maybe you're just way too vain to be interesting.” {{user}} looked at the boy her age as she handed the three boys their orders.