Can I Have A Cheezeburger?

[Julie Blackwell]

321• Sarah Ellington• yay!!•

WHAT a LOVELY FACE YOU HAVE!

The weather was unbelievable today one moment the sun was shining the next dark clouds loomed over the small town it was threatening to pour Julie knew it. The teenager was leaning over on the back of the booth looking as people passed by the diner. It was about noon so the lunch hour rush would be coming in soon or not. Everything depended on if it was going to be crazy rain or not, Julie really hoped that someone would come in.  She wanted to actually do something and not twirl her thumbs a sigh escaped her lips. “Maybe I can go home early.” She thought out loud but her dreams of going home earlier were shattered when the little bell rang out announcing the new costumer. Julie jumped from her spot and moved some of the condiments around making herself look like she was busy after a few seconds of that she left the booth to the counter where all the menus were. Grabbing a menu she found where the boy had wanted to sit, with a pleasant smile she handed the male teenager the menu. “Get I get you a drink?” She asked tilting her head to the side. As soon as Julie saw his face she knew at once who the boy was. He sat right in front of her in math class and was known as the quite, nerdy kid in school. He mumbled coke so nodded and went to the drink fountain to fill up the tall clear plastic cups and quickly turned. “So you ready to order?” He looked over at the menu not giving any eye contact to her but he made a order and closed the menu sliding it on the table. Julie grabbed the menu and smiled, “Alright.” She was pleasant no matter what. The bell rang again letting Julie know someone else came in so she looked over her shoulder.

[Sarah Ellington]

Sarah Ellington didn't frequent local attractions. An outing with her children, a meeting with someone, she rarely visited an establishment to actually eat or partake in its vending. Nevertheless, she had a reputation to uphold, and part of that reputation was keeping up with the townsfolk, which included the mayor.

The mayor's daughter would have to suffice, though, for when the woman entered Sam's Diner with a calm smile and a happy step, closing her wet umbrella and making sure her boots weren't too wet to walk, her trip was darkened by the lack of the mayor's presence. No matter, she decided. What little work Elizabeth hadn't done could possibly be started on with Julie Blackwell. If Sarah had any real sort of conscience for anyone outside her family, she might have cared that she was intruding on a coven witch's family; but this was no real problem for her.

It was also important that Julie was the daughter of a coven witch. Some things had to be done no matter the cost.

With a soft sigh, Mrs. Ellington took a seat at the bar and said gently, eyes locked on the young lady for the moment, "Good afternoon, Miss Blackwell. Could I have some coffee and a cucumber sandwich?" It wasn't a very eloquent snack, but it was simple and old-fashioned, two things that she preferred when it came to public appearances. Then again, even at home, she never had lavish meals and extravagant feasts.

Sarah worked to remove her rain jacket as she waited, her eyes following her own movements so that she wouldn't have to make eye contact for too long.