Irashaimase

"Irashaimase! Welcome to Wasabi House, I am Sarah and I will be your server."

"About time, we have been waiting for 7 minutes and we have an appointment at a hair salon at 2.30pm." whined a girl with a nasal voice and curly black hair and an expression so irksome, rapists would get an instant de-boner.

Sarah led a quartet of giggly teenaged girls to their table. The stereotypical convent girls who cannot stop talking and pretends to be an innocent and pure girl but is actually a complete bitch and devil incarnate.

But Sarah had to pretend she did not despise them, just like how she had to pretend that she enjoyed her job. "Just smile, Sarah, and don't pour hot green tea down their painfully tight tank tops."

It was hard for Sarah not to do that, as it looked like the breasts of some of those girls was about to pop out of their tank tops like wild animals and blast off like rockets. "Here is the menu and a list of our lunch promotions, take your time to choose and call me when you want to make an order."

"Thaaaaanks. But can I ask if you have anything that's vegetarian on this menu? I guess I'm just not strong enough to block out from my mind the fact that meat is murder." said the prettiest of the four, her caucasian yet asian features and light brown hair hinted that she was Eurasian. She also seemed to be the ring leader of the four girls.

The third one had bleached hair that clashed with her thick black eyebrows. "Oh my gosh Georgina, you're so cool. You have such strong will-power and being a vegetarian makes your figure gorgeous." She was an obvious suck-up who needed this Georgina person to stay popular. If she were in prison, she would be everyone's bitch. Or maybe she's a closeted lesbian whose obsessed with this Georgina.

"Great, a stuck up bitch with a voice more nasal than Miley Cyrus, a total suck-up who is possibly a lesbian, and a self-righteous vegetarian. God must be testing my patience." thought Sarah. "The last one is probably just as much as a bitch as the others are."

Sarah scanned the last one. She seemed more introverted than the rest. She was petite compared to the others, had a sweet smile and a natural charisma around her. She seemed ..... nice? She had a girl-next-door vibe and could totally do better than her current bunch of friends.

"Just let her go Georgina, you know how long you take to choose an item on the menu, and I saw you ate a cheeseburger yesterday, saw drop the whole holier-than-thou-cos-I-don't-eat-dead-animals act. Thank you........Sarah? We'll order later." said the last girl.

"I was right about her! She was nicer than the rest! I might have judged her too quickly about being introverted though. I might actually make it through the day without assaulting them!" thought Sarah. Sarah was a nice person, but she could be a little impatient, short-tempered and judgmental.

Just then then, a caucasian man stood up and asked in a posh British accent Sarah, "Excuse me miss, could you please watch over my belongings and food while I make a quick trip to the loo?"

Although Sarah had dishes to wipe at the back and take the orders of the 4 girls, she had no choice but to oblige his request, after all, he was a customer, and he was very pretty good-looking. Sarah had a penchant for Caucasian men, she finds them more romantic and better-looking than the local asian men. Some of her friends have tried to convince her otherwise, but she is adamant about her opinion.

He had a long face and curly brown hair. His jaw was sharp with a slight chin-dimple, high cheekbones, a sharp, thin nose and grey eyes that seemed to pierce through your soul. His cheeks were pinkish from the spiciness of his extra hot ramen. Which made him even more adorable. His lanky build was complemented with a grey sweater and black jeans that seemed to be custom made. He may be thin, but it was obvious he visits the gym often. The sight of him made Sarah weak in the knees.

"Looks like there is something that can make me like my job." thought Sarah.