Coma (Paranormal Romance) by Lilly Mance Read Free Book Online

there.
    “Hop in, working girl,” she said, opening the
passenger door.
    “Thank you, ma'am,” I grinned.
    “Hope you don't mind. I arranged a support to
meet us there,” Maya giggled.
    “Maya! You didn't! I'm nervous enough as it
is!” Great, I thought, more material to stress over.
    “Yes, I did. And no-one's gonna make fun of
you while you serve us.”
    Serve them? I cringed. “I don’t think I’m
gonna get to serve anyone today, let alone you guys,” I forced a
smile. Thinking of serving them made me reevaluate my decision to
work in a place full of familiar faces. Was I up for that
challenge? “Besides, I’m just going in for an interview.”
    “You never know,” Maya winked. “That's
exactly why we decided to come. If you can handle us, you'll be
able to handle anyone,” Maya flashed a confident grin, and she was
right. It would be some sort of a controlled experiment.
    Entering Mario's beach bar felt as if I had
never been there. Suddenly, I noticed so many things I overlooked
before. It seemed a lot bigger and unfamiliar. Maya hugged me in
support, looked significantly into my eyes, nodded, and then joined
the rest of the gang waving toward us from our usual table. My
pulse picked up, and I had to wipe clammy hands before entering
personnel area. I took several deep breaths, and knocked.
    “Come in,” a male voice said from behind the
door.
    “Hello, I called you earlier about a job—” I
said, still holding a door knob.
    “Yes, yes. Lyra, isn't it? Please, enter,” a
slightly bald, round faced, middle-aged man I never saw before was
sitting at his desk, motioning for me to sit across him.”You're one
of the high-school kids that come here all the time, right?”
    Was I so up in the clouds that I never
noticed people who clearly watched me? “Yes, that's right. I just
finished high-school and am looking for a job.”
    “Is this your first job?”
    “It will be if you give me a chance—” I
smiled, and he returned a smile.
    “Well, I don't know what you've heard, but I
believe in giving chances to people without experience, so you've
come to the right place,” he stood up. “As a matter of fact,
whether someone is fit for this job or not can be seen in first
half an hour,” he motioned for me to follow him.
    “Like now?” I was confused. Did he mean I
should start right away? Fear spread through my veins.
    “Yes, no better time than now. Let's see how
you handle this kind of pressure. Lisa, give this girl an apron and
fill her in on the basics. We have a trainee!”
    A girl named Lisa smiled and took my hand.
Her voluptuous body rhythmically swayed in front of me as I
followed her to a changing room. She handed me a small, white apron
and said: “Relax, it's easy. Just focus, try to write down
everything a table orders,” she handed me a pen and a scratch pad,
“and give it to the bartender. The only thing you have to remember
is which table to deliver it to.”
    We went back, and she introduced me to the
bartender. “Jake, this is Lyra. She's on trial run here, so take it
easy on her.” Yeah, that made my ears start buzzing again. Like
Lisa, Jake seemed thirty-something, with the exception of fresh
shaving cuts on his left cheek, and not at all likable face. He
nodded, and continued to wipe a glass in his hand. “Lyra, which
table would you like to start with?” She pointed out those in need
of service. Immediately, I remembered Maya's comment and picked her
table. What the hell, if I can't do it now, I never will.
    My heart thumped hard on my way over, but I
held a confident expression and walked firmly, clutching pen and
paper in my hands.
    “Hello guys,” I grinned, proud of myself for
not fainting midway. “May I take your order?”
    “Wow, Lyra! Did you get the job?” Helen
asked. Seeing a mix of hopefulness and pride on my friend’s faces
melted what was left of my fear, and boosted my self
confidence.
    “Not yet. I'm on probation.” They each
proudly recited