Remember This

Chapter 2- Arynn

When I get home, I go straight to my room. My parents were both still at work and I probably won't see them until I got home from work. I do the little homework I have, since I have mostly elective classes and early release, I only have homework for one class.

An hour and some change later I change into my work uniform and start getting ready to leave. I have to stop at Target to get a headband or something to wear to work since we can't wear costumes – lame, I know. I practically did all but beg my boss to let us, but it was a resounding no across the board. As I put on my plain black button up, black pants, and non-slip shoes it really starts to set in how much I dread having to work this shift. Halloween is on finally on a Friday and of course I have to work while everyone is probably at parties getting drunk off of shitty wine coolers. Once again – lame, I know.

The only consolation to having to work tonight is that my friend Calvin will be there. We both work at a restaurant in town. I'm a host and he's a busser. It can get boring sometimes so I'm so glad I got him to apply. We can both be miserable together. Misery does love company.

I take a snapchat in my long mirror hanging on my closet and caption it "dumped on Halloween and now I have to go work >:(" I post it to my private story that only has 10-15 give or take a few. Mostly, my closest friends, a couple of people that are in the drama department with me, and some I only talk to help with homework. I've ranted about Devon's idiocy more than a few times on there. What can I say? I'm an over-sharer. I also cope with humor. Aren't I a delight?

I grab my purse and keys and head for my car, wishing today was already over.

As I walk into work with the light up devil horns I got from Target – yes, I got devil horns, considering it a silent warning to people to not mess with me tonight – I see that we're pretty empty, only a few tables here and there. Considering we're about to switch over to the afternoon shift its pretty slow. I go to put my purse away and clock in.

"How's my favorite host?" Calvin says as he drops his bag next to mine and comes to stand by me.

"Angry. Hungry. Tired." I say not bothering to say hello. Shifting over as I finish clocking in.

"Oh, so like normal." Calvin grins as he clocks in. I playfully punch him in the shoulder as he laughs.

"I saw your story...sorry Arynn. He's a douche anyway." He says as he hugs me. I've known Calvin since Freshman year; we went to middle school together, but we were never in any of the same classes, so our paths never really crossed. We didn't get close until her joined the drama department last year. He's got a wicked sense of humor. He always laughs at my jokes. Calvin is pretty tall, lanky, white guy with glasses and cheeky lopsided smile. He's a loyal friend through and through.

"Not to fret Calvin. I'm not sad. This is great, I can finally move forward and forget about Devin the dumbass." I proclaim as I put on my apron. "I will not let this bring me down anymore. I deserve better."

"Damn straight girl." Calving slow claps and I give an overexaggerated bow. "I'm glad you're seeing the bright side of this. I can't tell you how many times Isla and I have..." He trails off realizing what he's about to say.

Does it surprise me that two of my closest friends have talked about mine and Devon's toxic relationship? No, absolutely not. I know they are on my side and have my best interest. And let's be honest, I don't always make the best decisions. They, however, support me regardless of said bad decisions. It's only natural they would vent about my idiocy to each other. Plus, I would do the same if the roles were reversed.

"It's okay Calvin. I figured you and Isla have talked about it before. I'm not an idiot." I say trying to ease the guilt off his face. "I do have to go up to the host stand though, I'll bother you in a bit."