"OMG! What have I done?!" I shouted in a high-pitched voice. "Take this." I pushed the bottle in the jerk's hand.

"What?" He looked at me in confusion.

I turned towards Ivy. "Where is the manager? Call him here this instance!"

The manager came out running from his room with wide eyes, looking at the scene I created. "What going on here?"

"These guys here-" I pointed at the jerks and faked cry, "- are harassing me and they even threw sauce at me!" I sobbed.

"I-I did not!" The jerk screamed.

"She's right." Ivy intervened. "She was sitting there quietly when they came in and harassed her, and when she said no, they threw sauce at her. They have been coming here and doing that to every customer." Ivy said, all in one breath, and I watched her in amusement.

Now, this is the Ivy I know.

"What the f**k?!" The jerk growled at her then looked at the manager. "They are lying-"

I whimpered loudly, cutting him off. "This is my first time coming to this place and I'm getting harassed for being pretty!" Ivy rolled her eyes, and I continued. "I thought this place looked good, and the environment was pleasant, but this is how customers get treated here! The management is so poor!"

The manager looked at me, horrified. "Ma'am this is not how things-"

I took my phone out and continued. "I'm going to post this on my page, which BTW has over 5K followers, and I'm going to warn them not to come to this place where people get harass-"

"Please don't!" The manager hesitated. "I'll take care of these guys." He glared at them, making them shrink.

"But I did nothing!" The jerk defended himself.

The manager stood in front of him and growled. "Don't you come near my shop-"

"Or employees." I encouraged.

"- or employees again. Or else I'm going to-"

"Charge a harassment case on you."

"- charge a... what?" His forehead creased in confusion.

I stepped forward. "Harassment case. There are three witnesses here that you harassed me, the girl-" I pointed towards Ivy, "- manager, me and the proof too." I pointed at my top, then at the bottle in his hand. "You only have one witness that you didn't do, and he is your friend, so his testimony wouldn't be that strong."

He opened his mouth, but I held my finger and continued in a stern voice. "The penalty for harassing can be a year in jail with five grand fees. Do you want that?" I finished my rambling and look straight in the eyes of the jerk.

I've heard my dad talking, and I wasn't sure if what I said was right or not and they didn't need to know that. Only confidence matters.

His friend grabbed his arm and muttered. "Let's get the hell out of here."

"You should listen to your friend."

"Leave now!" The manager growled, and the guys scattered outside. "I'm sorry about that." The manager looked at my top. "Please don't post this on the internet or else my business will ruin."

I acted to ponder on his suggestion, then nodded. "Ok."

He sighed in relief then looked at Ivy. "Help her clean it and ma'am your meal in on the house."

My eyes lit up at the mention of free food. "Thank you. I'm going to give excellent reviews to your shop. I'm sure my followers are going to come here and your business will sail smoothly."

His eyes lit up and gestured to Ivy. "Come with me, ma'am," Ivy said and took me in the staff room.

I looked around the small room, there were few lockers around the corner with benches attached to them. Ivy went to one and took a shirt out, extending it to me.

"Here." I hold the shirt and we stared at each other in silence.

After a second we burst out laughing. "Did you see the look on his?!" I laughed.

"He was... I- I didn't-" Ivy tried to mimic him but cracked up. "And my manager! I never saw him that sacred before!"

"What can I say?" I giggled, buffing my nail on my top. "I'm outstanding!"

"We were badass! How did you know all that stuff about law and all?!"

"Honestly, I had no idea what I was saying! I just babbled whatever came to my mouth!"

"You should seriously become a lawyer!" Ivy chuckled.

Our laughed died after a few seconds and looked at each other with stupid grins on our faces. Our smile faded away, and we blinked at what just happened in pin-drop silence. I literally heard crickets in the background.

We cleared our throat and stood straight. "I will not thank you if that's what you're waiting for," Ivy said, getting us out of awkwardness.

I rolled my eyes. "I expect nothing good from a creature like you. Now turn around I'm changing... and don't peek." I squinted my eyes at me.

She scoffed, turning around. "Like I am dying to see you naked."

I took my top off. "Of course you are dying to see what awesomeness is under my clothes."

"Pft Please! You don't have anything special there that I don't."

"But I got better," I smirked wearing her shirt.

"You call that flat thing better." She mocked.

I gasped loudly. "This is not flat, it's average! At least I'm not blowing like you!" I retorted.

"I'm not blowing!" Ivy turned around, glaring at me.

"Yeah, you are," I smirked, glancing at her chest.

"Pervert!" Ivy yelled, putting her hands in front. I rolled my eyes at her.

She's a female version of Kevin.

"I'm just stating the fact." I shrugged.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is for me? At least you can go around without a bra."

"You admit that I'm better," I smirked. Her eyes grew enormous as she realized what she said.

"Whatever." She muttered and extended her hand. "Give me that, I'll clean it." I gave her my top, and she took it to the bathroom in the corner.

"Careful with it," I said following her, "it's-"

"Expensive." She gave me a blank look. "I know."

I stood at the door and watched her. "Why were you even getting harassed by that jerk?"

"It's not like I wanted. The guy couldn't take a hint."

"You could have taught him a lesson."

"I could... but then my manager would have fired me and I can't afford that."

"You can work somewhere else."

"Not many people are willing to give me a job and this... is the only place where no one knows me or comes from our school." She side glanced at me. "Until now. Why are you even here?"

"I was taking a long drive, then got hungry." I lied.

"That makes sense." She blankly stared at me, not believing it.

"Why are you even working?" I asked curiously and tried to change the subject. "It's not like you need to."

"I do, that's why I'm working."

"You are not poor Ivy, your father is loaded."

"Exactly, my father, not me."

"What did he do now?"

Ivy didn't have a great relationship with her parents, she used to complain about them fighting all the time when we were kids, and after some time they got divorced.

"My douchebag father is getting married."

"So what? It's been years since they got divorced."

"Yeah, I wouldn't have minded that if she wasn't the girl he cheated on my mom with." My eyes went round at her statement.

F**k, I didn't know that.

"And the fun fact is that she's just a few years older than me, like half of my father's age, and that cunning bit*h is marrying him because of his money."

"Did you talk to your dad about that?"

"You think I didn't? He wouldn't listen to me cause he's pu**y whipped."

"Then do something about it."

"She isn't an easy target, Lexi." Ivy let out a dry laugh. "She has been living with us for a year and made my life hell. Whenever I try to bust her, she would overcome it and is always a step ahead of me. She acted like an innocent angel, making me the devil and dad thinks I'm a brat."

"What about your mom? Why don't you live with her?"

"My mom hasn't been herself since she caught dad cheating on her and it took her years to get out of depression. I don't want to burden her now."

"It must suck to be you right now," I muttered.

"Yeah." She muttered. My eyes widened as she absently confessed. "And that's why I have always been jealous of yours."

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Hey'ya peeps 👀
Okie so I wasn't expecting Ivy and Lexi's scene to go this long...but I think it's needed to clear some things up.