Jesse
"Oh, you remember me? " Paul asked, grinning like a devil. I was frozen and disgusted at the same time.
I stayed silent as he looked me up and down. "You're a waiter?" He c****d an eyebrow and I almost wanted to punch that s**t-eating grin he was sporting. "Are you allowed to eat this? Waiters are supposed to serve,"
I clenched my fist. I wanted to insult him too but no words came to my tongue. He looked like a gentleman even though he wasn't one. He stood there in an expensive suit, his long hair slicked back while he threw an ugly at me.
"I never thought you'd become a waiter," He continued, taking a sip from his champagne glass. "You were the class topper. What happened? Did your family disown you?" Paul leaned close to me causing me to step back. "So sad you ended up this
