Becoming a waitress to pay my bills

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Malia’s pov I got the job, and two weeks later I started. The job was serving tables, so it wasn’t that hard, I only had 3 days of experience and I got a lot of tips of like 1$ to 120$. It was great, until I met this guy, he invited me to a party and I said no. But then he started getting aggressive and the security took him out of the diner. I worked 12 hours: from 5:00 to 17:00. And Santana would pass by to say hi every day. 1 month later I brought my first home: a small apartment with a balcony and a laundry room. With this work I could pay all my bills and still have some money for food and myself. After a while Santana came to my job and asked if I would go to a party with her because the next two days I was off, so I said yes. Little did I know what was going to happen on that party. So the party was at 19:30 and I was getting ready, Santana came in the room and said that I needed to wear my black sequin dress, because I could meet my mate at the party. So I did.
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