Forgiveness » L.P AU

08

Felicity

For some strange reason, the next five days after Liam kissed me literally flew by. It's already Friday again, and apparently today at work we have an important food critic coming.

To be completely honest, I'm beyond nervous. I still barely know anyone in the kitchen and I still barely do anything. I'm hoping that this is going to change sometime soon.

"Morning," Louis smiled to me as I entered the kitchen. "Came to get everything warmed up."

"Alright," I said, smiling back.

Luckily, barely anybody is here since I got here so early, so I'm going to take this chance to get my own kitchen area set up. As I watched over the days, there was a small spot that barely anyone used.

I began to carry bowls around and chop vegetables as I waited for the office to fill up.

"Excuse me?" I small voice said from behind me. I turned around to see a blonde about a half a foot shorter than me. "This is my kitchen area."

"I'm sorry," I stuttered out, quickly moving out of her way.

"You're the new head, aren't you?" She asked, tying her apron. I nodded my head, motioning for her to continue. "They're real pricks here. They haven't let you cook much, have they?"

"Nope," I replied, popping the p. I placed my hands into my pockets and looked around for Louis to help me out.

"You can work here with me. I've been out for the past two weeks because I just had my baby boy," the girl said, smiling to herself.

Mentally, I asked myself how the hell this five foot girl that looked twenty-four had a baby.

"I'm Cindy Martin, by the way," she greeted, sticking out her hand.

I smiled, shaking her hand. "Felicity Grimes."

By now, the kitchen had started to fill up. People were rushing around, quickly making meals and dishes that were ordered.

As Cindy and I cooked, we would occasionally make small talk.

"So are you just new to here, or to the city?" Cindy asked as she perfectly put together a club sandwich.

"I'm new to the area," I answered, slicing raw pieces of meat. "I was transferred from Boston, actually."

"Really?" The blonde asked, her blue eyes wide. "I was raised there, it's where most of my family is."

"Beautiful place." I picked up the meat and put it into a bowl, only to look over and see Louis standing on a chair.

"Alright everybody," he called, placing his hands together. At once, everybody stopped what they were doing and faced him. Quickly, his eyes met mine, and he began to speak again. "Felicity is going to come up and tell us what we'll be making for Estelle today."

At once, I mentally began to break down. This is the longest it's ever taken me to get used to a group of people, and I have a feeling this is still going to be a tough crowd.

Slowly, I began to walk towards Louis, occasionally shoving past someone's rude ass.

"Okay," I sighed as I looked around. Both Cindy and Louis were smiling to me, giving me a small sense of security. "As I've been watching you all this week, I've noticed that you cook the Parmesan Lobster and Noodles the most. Would that be good with you guys?

"It's good," a random voice from the kitchen called. "But it's kind of bland, don't you think?"

I nodded, smiling. "That's why we're replacing the Parmesan with Adobo seasoning. I know, it may not sound too good together, but trust me on this one. The critics back in Boston loved it."