Sierra's POV
"Sierra!" Rachel scream in my ears, causing me to stop from moping the floor and turned to her with forced patience.
Calm down, Sierra. She's not worth it.
"I can hear you, Rachel. You don't need to shout directly in my ears," I answered.
"I have to. What if your deaf?"
I exhaled, "What do you want, ma'am?"
"There's a new hired waiter outside, accompany him for me."
"Why me?" I questioned.
"Why not?"
"Diego's here and he's the head waiter, so that's his job not mine. I'm just a waitress here," I said.
"I want you to teach that guy without complains coming from your filthy mouth, Sierra. Do it."
"Rachel," Diego interfered.
"What now, Diego?" She answered.
"Can't we just start this day normally? Without starting a fight or maybe bullying her?"
She raise
