Evanstan One shots

Starting with You

A/N: I'm not dead. Just have a lot going but I'm here now

"Maybe you or this person isn't ready. They could working on themselves for you.", she said as she finished dusting off some old dictionaries that hadn't been touch since 1951. "Yeah, maybe. I just see everyone get lucky while I stay with the words of knowledge.", I rolled my eyes and reorganized the clearance cart. Scarlett and I work part-time for a bookstore until we can get a good launch on our studio. "Word of knowledge? If you consider playboy magazines word of knowledge..", she laughed as I playfully nudged her. "Not that!". The bookstore mainly was an average bookstore but family-owned. Nothing like Barnes & Noble type of vibe. And ever since the father of the family handed his business to his sons, they remodeled the building where there was a 'special adult section' for any guy or girl who wanted to get heated in public. Or was into getting horny the 'old fashion way'. And as you would guess, the people who go in there are old men, middle-aged women, and highschoolers who sneak in just to stare and laugh at some naked pictures. This remodel idea shocked me as the owners sons weren't much older than me and Scarlett. 

"I wouldn't stress, Seb. You still have a whole life ahead of you and our studio to build. We both got time.", she patted my back and started carrying some books out into the main area. I push the clearance cart out behind her. 

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"Sebastian, we got an issue.", Scarlett came up to me as I was placing new arrivals on the front shelves. "What's wrong?", I straighten myself up as her annoyed expression caught my attention. "These damn kids. They won't leave the porn area and we got fives minutes until closing. They just keep making jokes at me.", she seemed calm but her eyes told me she was fuming and wanted to kill them. 

"Okay. Calm down, hon. I'll handle it.", I held my chuckle as I walked away over to the mature section. The section takes a small square in the back of the bookstore and you can easily miss it if you're focused on finding what you came for. I wouldn't say the section made me uncomfortable but it just was a violating feeling for me. I've had my experiences in highschool to college so it's not like Mother Theresa herself is walking into this 'unholy room'. 

The room is medium so there isn't any hiding places to really take when someone comes in and you don't wanna be seen in here. I see the group hovering over a magazine, laughing and pointing at the pictures inside. "Hey guys, you have to leave. We're closed.", I could tell they were the type just to cause trouble because their parents don't give them enough attention. "Fuck off, dude.", they didn't move from their positions as they actually huddled even closer to each other. I don't fear a lawsuit so I walked to the group and grabbed two of the boys in the group and ripped them from the group. "Come on, you little shits. We're closed. If you don't leave now, you have two choices. Deal with the cops or me.", the boys struggled in my grip but it only caused me to tighten it. "Okay, man! We'll leave!"

I let go of the boys and they walked out one by one, throwing the magazine on the ground and muttering their curse words at me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the magazine then set it back on it's shelf.

I walk out and lock the door behind me as I hear Scarlett shout, "Get the hell out!" followed by a loud smack. I rush up to the front to see Scarlett shove one of the boys who stayed behind outside and locked the front door. "What happened?", I was worried he may have smacked her. "Just a guy with no respect. So, I smacked him.", she crossed her arms and watched the group finally leave. "The hell is their problem?", I say as I go to the register to make sure everything was locked. "Maybe it's a full moon.", Scarlett shrugged as I shook my head smiling. "I don't believe in that, Scarlett but I'll let you justify yourself for slapping a customer".

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I hate working morning shift and I also hate working morning shift without Scarlett. But at least once a month, we get separate shifts with different employees. I ended up, this month, working with Mark. He's very quiet and prefers to be working in his own section as in a way of saying, 'I want to just get through this day' and that's where I enjoy our simple work relationship.