"So, do you think you can handle it?"
"I think I can handle a cash register, Michael," she rolls her eyes at me and smiles.
"Just making sure. If you need help, I'll be tutoring Andrew in the back, okay?" I hug her.
"Okay, got it," she says. I then straighten up, and give her a kiss on the cheek before disappearing to the back.
I get to the door with the sign "employees only" on it and open it to see Andrew sitting with his burgundy colored guitar resting in his lap. He looks up when he hears the click of the door closing and smiles at me.
I greet him with a small 'hey' and pick up my guitar while walking over to my seat across from him.
"So," he starts off, "when did you get a girlfriend?"
I laugh slightly and say, "Dude, she isn't my girlfriend."
"Well then, why are you being all lovey dovey with her?" he says while rolling his brown eyes up to his forehead.
"What do you mean? I'm not being lovey dovey with her?" I say, totally confused as to why he is saying these things.
"You know I can see through the door window?" he says, pointing to the small one-way glass window in the door, "I saw you kiss her in the cheek."
"That's just our thing. We are friends, Andrew." I say exasperatedly, "Now, let's get on with our lesson."
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Andrew decided to pick the song I See Fire by Ed Sheeran to play out of the many songs I told him to pick from (since I knew them). For today, I taught him the riffs and verse chords, which are a little challenging, but he'll get it.Throughout the lesson, I was stealing little glances towards the small glass window to see how Jade was doing, if she was bored, messed up on something, etcetera. So far, I hadn't seen her do anything wrong.
"Hey," Andrew says, snapping both his fingers in my face and me out of staring into space (that rhymed I'm so awesome), "are you listening?"
I take a breath to say something, but I come up with nothing, so I breath out a 'no'.
He shakes his head smiling, looking down at his tuners to retune his guitar, while uttering a 'you're so whipped' under his breath.
"I am not whipped!" I say laughing at how he thinks I have feelings for Jade, "Why do you think that?!"
"What's her name?" he asks, looking me straight in the eyes, smiling a mischievous smile.
"Um, Jade. Why?" I say hesitantly, and he sits there, murmuring things under his breath for a couple seconds.
"Aha! I got it. Made," he says, with a dorky smile in his face.
"Made? What the fuck is Made?" I say, half laughing, half with an attitude of 'what the fuck are you talking about'.
"Made. Your ship name," he says, opening his arms like he is presenting a new invention.
"You're such a fourteen year-old Tumblr boy," I say breathily, putting my hands in my face.
"Hey, I may be fourteen years-old, but I know when someone has feelings for a girl when I see it," he says, shaking a finger at me.
"Fine, fine, whatever. You can 'ship' us if you want," I say, putting finger quotations around 'ship', "but it's never going to happen."
Andrew gathers his stuff and starts to walk towards the door before he turns around and says, "I can't wait to make you say that at your guys' wedding," and opens the door, walking away proudly.
I just stand there with my mouth hanging open, and then walk out of the door of the room and make my way to Jade, who is just finishing off a payment with a lady at the register.
When she finishes, I walk in back of the counter and ask, "So, how is it so far? Easy?"
"Yeah," she says nodding while putting the money away in the register, "it was a lot easier than I expected."
"Really?" I say, surprised at how well she got it, "It took me forever just to figure out how to put the money in the cash register."
She just laughs and straightens out the area.
"Just a couple more hours, and then we get to go home," I say, kissing her on the cheek and sitting on the chair in back of her.
I then look out the window to watch the people passing by, but then I see Andrew, with his guitar case on his back, giving me the 'I'm watching you' signal.
I just poke my tongue out and watch Jade handle another customer.
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Faulty---> mgc
FanfictionWhen it comes to her, well, she's a mystery. Or, Jade was everything to Michael, and vice versa. But why?