Beatrix pov.
It's lunchtime now and I'm bored asf because I'm literally sitting alone in the kitchen, eating my sandwich and crisps. I can't even look through my news feed because I can't psych myself up to ask for the wifi in case they say no and it gets awkward.
It's lonely. I think that's the word I'm looking for. Everyone here has their set regimes and their own friends and private conversations that 'I'm too young to hear'. You know, at 10:30, they go outside and smoke and I just watch them go as they don't say anything to me. I feel like a lost puppy.
Nobody's even smiled at me, they look at me like I'm their prey. It's quite daunting. Ahh I just want to go home! I haven't even done anything, it took me like 2 hours to finish those dvd's on bloody fire safety!
The worst thing about no wifi is the fact that I CANT REPLY TO MESSAGES. Like I literally want to scream. Hayley's whatsapped me like 5 times asking me what I'm doing and blah blah, reminding me to take my pills and shitttt.
Oh shit my pills. I open my bag and pull out the pills, then gulp them down with a bottle of water. Nobody knows I take them because I don't want people in my business and they only get worried when they know I take them, it's really not a big deal anyway.
It's 12:30 and lunch finishes at 1. So I have half an hour of doing nothing whilst everyone's doing something like smoking or going to the shop. I decide to have a look around.
I start by looking at all the rooms and when I get to the final room I just stop, and look at the door. I don't know why I do this, but then I start laughing because I'm staring at a bloody door!
I'm now right up against the door and laughing, but My little laughing fit is soon stopped when I get knocked from the door into the floor and bang my head on the door.
'Ow' I say in pain.
'Shit I'm so sorry' I hear a voice say
I have no clue who it is because I'm facing the floor and I'm holding my head in my hands.
'It's fine' I reply, glassy eyed. It really hurt.
'Are you sure you're okay? Do you want me to call someone or something?'
American, the voice is American and male.
I decide to turn around and I don't realise how close he is so I scoot back, now a little annoyed.
'I'm fine, I told you already.' I say in a harsh tone.
I get up and run to the bathroom.
Why are people to bloody annoying? Can't they just leave me alone? Okay I think I'm gonna get a period. One minute I'm feeling alone and hating it, the next I'm wanting to be alone!
Why am I so mean to people? Meh I'm over it now. I'll just go out and apologise.I go and try to find him and the bigger is in the kitchen eating MY yoghurt that I put in the fridge.
'Hey hey hey!' I steam
He looks a little startled haha it's quite funny.
'That's my yoghurt! Jesus, firstly you knock me onto the floor, now you eat my yoghurt! What's next? You steal my job?'
'I'm sorry, I didn't realise it was yours. I thought it was mine. Urm, would you like m to regurgitate it?'
I laugh at this,
'No, you don't have to do that I'll just label it next time'
I decide to apologise now.
'Look I just came to apologise for being a bitch.'
'You don't have to apologise, I should apologise for knocking you over. Are you sure your heads okay?'
'Yes it's fine. Thanks for apologising.'
Oh god I can feel it getting awkward.
Okay I'm just gonna bail out now.'Anyway I better go now but it was nice meeting you. Bye, see you around I guess.'
And with that I rush out the room and go back to my office.
God that was weird.
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Work experience
FanfictionWork experience: the only week of term time to fuck about and try to understand the means of what it is to be an adult in 'the working life'.