Violetta's POV

I was still on my way to my next job when my phone vibrated. I picked it out of my bag and saw a new message from my best friend Mateo. Boy best friends are the best! If you know what I'm saying.

"Hey, shorty. How are you doing?" the text said. "I'm good, you?", I replied. "I'm good. Thanks for asking for once in your life", he wrote back. "We both know that's not true, but do you need something?"

"No, I was just checking up on you. Are you on your way to work already?", he texted. "Yes I am, I'll see you there", I put down. "Ok, see you soon", he answered.

I proceeded with my walk and soon, I reached the cafe, and thank God I still had some time to change into my work uniform. I never quarreled about the distance from Jack's house to the cafe so I won't come off as rude, so I'll just have to bear with it for now till I get a better-paying job, besides, I'll just take it as my workout time. I entered the cafe and it was decent as usual. The counter was black just like the chairs, the room had beautiful marble tiles, brown furniture, a few posters on the wall, and little lights hanging in the ceiling.

The cafe is nice and the pay Is great but not for me. If I was alone without my kids, which I don't want, maybe the wage would be ok, but we are a family of 4 and things are much harder to pay for. I get paid $15 an hour and I work for only 2 hours which leaves me with $30. Naturally, $15 an hour is a ton for a cafe but this cafe is really popular and expensive so it makes sense. The pay is still insignificant for my house bills but I appreciate it because it helps with food.

I ambled past the chairs and into the staff room to find Mateo, my best friend, the shoulder I could always lean on, and the father I never really got the chance to have. He has blonde short silky hair similar to the only silk dress I had when I was little, reddish-looking lips almost like snow white, and cool grey eyes just like mine.

He was currently talking to the new employee whose name I'm not sure of but I believe it's Hunter or David. He has dark brown straight hair and brown eyes. He was more cute than hot. We all know there is a difference.

The former one was fired for whacking a customer on the head with a salt bottle, so, we have Mr. Cutie over here. I promptly went to the changing room and got into my work clothes. Our work uniform was a dark green T-shirt and a black short skirt with a black apron while the men wore the same green T-shirt and black jeans with a black apron.

The skirts were too short for my liking. Most male customers give me tips because of my looks and they always look at my legs, ass, or my boobs just like they do at the other girls. It's irritating, especially the fact that I'm not behind the counter, instead, I'm a waitress.

The cafe was open but customers weren't in yet for some reason so I came out in my work outfit and went over to Mateo. "Hey," I blurted out, already happy to see him. "Hi", he conceded. "This is David, he's from New York

"Hi", I said to David giving him a warm smile. "Hi, I suppose you're Violetta", David said. "Yes, I am, nice to meet you" I retorted. "Well, I'm gonna go make sure the tables are set. Talk to you later", I explained trying to escape the awkward tension.

I got out of the staff room and to the chairs and made sure everything was set which it was. After a while, customers began coming in and I was out serving meals to people. A guy walked into the store and settled down. I went over to him to ask him what he wanted and he replied with 'your number'.

What?

"Um, I mean food sir" I mumbled feeling uncomfortable. "Huh, you missed out on all this," he said referring to himself. I'm still looking for what I'm missing out on. "I'll have a chicken sandwich and a strawberry smoothie."

"Ok, sir", I acknowledged trying to keep the smile on my face so I could be nice, and when I turned around he slapped my ass and I instinctively let a scream leave my mouth. My scream was so loud that it caught the awareness of everyone. David came breaking out from behind the counter and pulling me away from the creepy man and before I blinked his fist collided with the man's face.

He continued hitting him numerous times, and then other workers came out and launched to drag him back, and luckily, they managed to after a while. All the workers who witnessed the event took off to the staff room including David and me.

One of my friends Christabel told David to wait for her and he obediently did. "Hey, are you ok?", he asked with a troubled expression on his face. "I should be asking you that.", I admitted giving him a sweet smile. "Thanks by the way".

"It's ok, I just can't stand to see women be abused", he said. "That's a good thing, and again thanks".

"Don't mention it" he assured giving me an appealing smile. The employee appeared back in the staff room and notified David that the manager was calling him. I hope I didn't get him into trouble. David said bye to me and left and as usual, I had to get back to work.

After a while, it was 2:30 and my shift was over so, I went over to the changing room and got into my regular outfit so I could get on my way to pick my kids up from school. I still don't know if David is okay but I do know that I feel bad about the whole situation.

I decided to go over to Mateo and ask him where David was, and unfortunately, David was gone already. He was fired because of me. Guilt came rushing through like an angry brook and it infuriated me, even more, that the man who harassed me was walking around freely while David just lost a job he probably worked hard to get.

"Don't worry about it" Mateo's voice echoed. I looked up at him and gave him a kind smile then said my goodbyes and left. If only I had finished my education, things would have been much better for me.

I walked for a while and finally reached my kid's public school. I sauntered inside and was greeted by a few teachers and after, my eyes caught a cute little boy running towards me and his name was Niklaus. "How's my baby doing," I said, lifting him in the air with a big smile on my face. "I'm good and I'm not a baby" he screamed returning the smile. Then Nora and Naomi came running to me too, I dropped Nikolas and hugged my pretty girls.

"How was school today?"I asked them. "Great, I drew a cat Mommy.", said Naomi showing me the picture in her hand. "And I answered my teacher's questions right", Nora exclaimed. "You all did well. Keep it up", I asserted, making sure to put a big smile on my face.

I took their hands and strode out of the school with them while they proceeded to jabber about how their day went. I had some cash on me so, I got a cab hoping to get safely to my new destination, a place other than the shabby house I called home. I was visiting the people who helped me through rough times.

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I paid the cab driver and got out of the car with my three kids only to meet a pretty house. Let's just say my family is middle-class now.

They offered multiple times to help me out financially but I'm not a fan of pity money. My father already made me feel useless, and it would've made things worse. The only time I meet them for help is when it's necessary for my kids, other than that I cope by myself.

The truth is I'm just scared of dependency. What if I depend on the money they give me... Then they leave. I don't want that to happen so it's better like this, to depend on no one but me.

I walked into the house and the first person I locked eyes with was my beautiful mother, the same woman who took beatings on my behalf. She was so beautiful rather to when I was younger and she had scars everywhere. My heart lit up seeing her happy and healthy once again.

"Hey Mum", I said happily. "Oh, my God. My baby is getting bigger... oh and look at my little grandbabies" my mum said with a vast smile on her face, "Hi grandma", my three kids let out before cuddling her tightly.

It had been about 2 and a half months since I had seen my family and we all decided to have a small reunion at my eldest brother Ross's house. I wandered into the parlor while my mum and my kids were chatting about how things had been going.

The parlor was simple and nice. It had a grey couch with a few pillows on it, a polka dot bean bag on the floor, four pleasant windows with white curtains protecting them from our view, a white bookshelf filled with interesting stories to escape reality, a big flat-screen TV and a shelf with a few gears on it.

Ross with his brown mid-length slightly curled hair and shining grey eyes came out of his room with his wife Sarah who had dark blonde shoulder-length wavy hair similar to Rapunzels and deep dark eyes that resembled wet sand on the beach.

Ross and Sarah have three kids. John, Janet, and Jackson. They have a thing for one particular letter at the beginning of each name and so do I. "Hey V, Sarah said cheerfully. "Hi", I answered back. "How are you?"

"I'm good and you?" I replied to her cheerful question. "I'm good too," she said back.

"Hey little sis, how are things going," Ross asked. "Good", I responded smiling cheekily, trying to cover the sad lie behind my answer. Before Ross could ask another question, Jayden hugged me and lifted me in the air without faltering due to his strong and built body. He was the one that scared all the boys away in high school. I mean, the time I was still there.

Jayden has amber eyes just like Ross, a thin nose, and black hair like my so-called father. He is the dad of two handsome baby boys.

He cries sometimes cause his kids are stressful but he doesn't let anyone see him though. I mean Imagine having two little identical hyperactive boys playing and running around the house and they both think it's funny to switch names.

Jayden, Ross, Sarah, and I talked for a period, while my kids were still playing with my Mum. Daniel and Tony later paced in the room laughing loudly and looking drunk.

Daniel is the third born. He has dark brown eyes and blonde hair while Tony is the 4th, he has chocolate brown hair and grey eyes. And I'm the last. I often wonder how Daniel got blonde hair when neither of our parents were blonde.

My grandma is blonde so maybe he got it from her or he could always have been adopted but I doubt it. my dad wouldn't have adopted a child when he was struggling to take care of the ones he had.

They both strode in and greeted us. This was an adult reunion kinda thing but I had to bring my kids cause I didn't know where to put them. Daniel also has a fiance which he will wed soon while Tony has a girlfriend. Her name is Deana and sometimes I feel bad for her because she's really small and shy but Tony is big and outgoing. I feel like he will break her if he's not careful.

We discussed and fiddled while my kids played together. It was already 5:00 pm, so I needed to head out to my next job. My kids were going to stay here overnight while I worked. Occasionally, they stayed with whoever was free while I worked, and I'm incredibly thankful to my siblings and mum for it.

I went out and waddled to my next job and before I knew it, I was there. I was a sign holder at a mall and all I was expected to do was to hold signs. The manager told me I had the looks and it would attract boys to the store.

Perverts.

As much as I felt like picking up the signboard and smacking it on his head, I needed the job.

It was 6:30 and I had a night shift at my next job. I work at a popular bar which is what helps pay most of my bills aside from the babysitting job.

As I was strolling, I spotted a flyer for a job interview as an assistant. I wasn't interested until I saw the salary. I would get paid a whopping $30,000 a month. I don't know if lawyers even earn that much. This could save me. The interview was in two days but that's a problem because I don't know if I'll have time.

I was hyped up, I mean, I could finally quit the unimportant or least-paying jobs, I could even quit all. I could get a car so my kids and I don't have to walk every day. I could also put them in better schools, buy them all the clothes and toys they want, give them good food, and even get a bigger and nicer house. I could do so much with $30,000 a month and maybe I can take my kids and myself on a nice vacation and I'll even have enough money to invest in businesses.

I put the flyer in my pocket and went along on my walk without for a second, stopping my annoying snickering. I kept dreaming about getting the job before the fact I only had a secondary school education dawned on me. The flyer did say the skills and requirements needed and schooling wasn't mentioned on the list, but I'm sure they would pick an educated person over someone like me.

I got to the bar with a smile on my face trying to think of the positives and walked in when my eyes caught Jasmine, a redhead confident girl with hazel eyes and a fat ass. I mean it.

She is one of the hottest girls I've ever met and she sometimes tests my sexuality. Apart from her habit of sleeping with random men, she's a great, independent person and friend, and knows her self-worth.

This business is one of the most known in town. It is a bar, nightclub, hotel, and strip club all in one and it's huge. It has seats, sofas, and couches scattered across the room that complement the massive dance floor and a sitting area at the bar. It also has nice lamps above the ceiling on the bar table and behind the bar that shimmers on the metallic poles in the middle of each table.

There were a bunch of people already sitting at the bar seats taking shots etcetera. "Hey, girl, how you doing" Jasmine proclaimed with a wide smile on her face. "Hi... things are the same, I guess," I responded."Are you sure, you look like you got some of it, as in the banging. You have a wide-ass smile on your face " she explained.

"Eww, no, I didn't do anything but I saw a flyer for a new job interview as an assistant and it pays a lot. If in my wildest dreams, I get the job then things would be much better for me," I said to her. "Oh, I'm sure you'll get it. Do you have the flyer?" She inquired. "Yeah", I resolved and handed it to her

A smile trickled onto her face as she read the piece of paper then quickly shouted aloud "OMG! This is Mike Mariano, he's a young sexy multi-billionaire Batchelor and I'm obsessed with him", she screamed, jumping practically.

"Do you know what it means to work for this guy? Girl, you have to get this job and after, sneak me into his office and poison his drink with sleeping pills so I can take a picture with him", she continued with her random surge of energy.

"Don't you think it's better to just ask him for the picture?", I thought aloud.

"Nah, I'll stick with my plan. Besides, it's impossible to get a picture with him, except from the photoshopped ones", she began. "Come to my place the day before this interview. What's a good assistant without a black dress" she conversed without pausing.

"Um, no offense but your outfits make me look like a whore."

"Non-taken. You're right in some ways, but just come, please come, you won't regret it".

"Fine"

"We should probably get back to work before we get into trouble," she whispered letting out a little chuckle. "Yeah, sure", I said.

I went into the staff room and changed into my work clothes which consisted of bum shorts and a shirt. It's pretty basic but I don't know why I have to wear bum shorts. Can't I just put jeans on?

My boss was in the staff room and he reminded us that there was someone important coming to the bar today, so we should be on our best behavior. He told me that there was going to be a change of plan with my shift and that I was allocated to the VIP section with Jasmine along with two men.

I remember working at my old place and the idiotic woman told me I could work as a prostitute. I hadn't had my morning coffee which made me sensitive. I may have kicked her vaginal area and then punched her face. She lunged at me but I wasn't ready to go to jail so I just ran away.

The two guys were a random worker and Paul who is one of my friends from school and was lucky enough to finish his education. He's currently in college and works at the bar as a side hustle.

He's a handsome young man about two years older than me with brown hair and green eyes. He was also there during the pregnancy a lot and still visits the kids every weekend. We're close and I think he's a great father figure for my children.

I just hope things work out fine with this important person. I expect I won't humiliate myself like I have done a couple of times. Once, I accidentally poured a drink on a VIP customer and things didn't go well for me. It's a daily routine to embarrass myself in front of a bunch of people.

The thought of the new job I could get was still on my mind, giving me joy. After work, I plan on filling out a form for the job online on their website and applying.

My mum always told me to try and even if I fail, to try again. I'm not going to keep high hopes for this job because I don't have complete education but either way, I'll do it.

I won't end up regretting not trying.

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Q and A
1. What are your thoughts on Mateo

2. Is there really a difference between cute and hot in terms of looks?

3. Do you think the situation with the pervert in the cafe should've been handled differently?