Back Stabber

Chapter one

*Aria POV*

I woke up before my alarm again, I dont even know why i set it when I always wake up before it

I turned it off so my ears didn't have to bleed, and then I stayed in bed for a couple of minutes before getting up and showering

I got dressed, did my makeup, had my breakfast fed my cat, and pet him before I grabbed my keys and left

The drive to my bakery was smooth. There were no cars on the road, probably because it was 4 in the morning

I pulled into the parking lot and lookef at my building. This is where it all started, it actually started in my dads' kitchen, but that's besides the point

I entered my building and looked at the digital clock on the wall showing 4:45am right on time

My phone vibrated, reminding me it's my dad's birthday,  I texted him happy birthday even though I'm sure he won't see it until 11 am.

I opened the window and got straight to it

My cookies are always the first items to sell out, so I make a lot, and I drop off some of them to get shipped out across the country

After that, I started making the macroons I dropped in the machine that would pipe 500 at a time, which is amazing, though it's hard to clean. I work with it

While the machine was doing its thing, i jumped straight into decorating the cakes for pick up, the designs are always  so fun to do

my customers always surprise me by want they want and the crazy designs they chose for their cakes

I looked at the board and saw that Madison was designing today's special item

Speak of the devil

"Good morning it 7:03 how are you already here?" she said, looking around

"Morning, I've been here a little before 5" I replied, and she looked at me as if I had two heads

"You are crazy, I'm gonna get change and start on the croissants also your wearing the wrong coloured bra," she said, laughing as she headed to the bathroom

I looked down and didn't see much of a difference. I chuckled and headed to the bathroom. This happens so often that I have spare bras in my office

In case you're confused, I am colorblind so I can't really see colors. When i grabbed this bra, i thought it was 100% white, but now I'm guessing it's neon, then

Im aware this seems strange to color seeing people

But to me neon green and white look the same the only difference I see is that the neon is kind of lighter i picked it over the darker one which was the white so know I know neon green is lighter than white , you learn something new everyday

I quickly got change and labeled that bra in case I forget which I know I will before taking the macarons and putting them together
Madison had started on the tarts so i got my laptop and started replying to emails and looking at new designs

I want to change the package for our cookies the packing now is kinda big and that's just let the cookies move around and get broken easily so I'm going to change it to a more tighter shape I'm thinking a tube would be perfect

The noise from outside made me check my phone and realise it's 8:47, and customers were already starting to come in

The rest of my staff is here as well, and as much I would love to stay and help especially since today Saturday but I can't , I have a 9am meeting and I have to stop by my Airbnb as well, I'm sure they can look after things here

I quickly shouted bye, then headed out the back since the front was a little crazy and a line had already started to form
I am always grateful for my customers, but it can get hectic sometimes

The traffic was a little crazy so I let my hair down and enjoyed the breeze,  not to brag or anything, but I have very long, healthy, and luscious brown wavy hair from my dad . I love it so much

Emphasis on the healthy my haircare routine is longer than my skincare routine

The cars behind me beeped to let me know the light had changed, and I drove off

colorblindness is overlooked in society I can't really tell when the light change cause it mostly looks the same to me I can only tell when the weather is cloudy or dark that way I can easily see when the colour changes

I drove to my Airbnb first ,turns out one of the guest trash the place so were going to find and charge them it actually happens alot when you first meet them they seem normal but they break every rule there is

I try to offer the best conditions for my tenants they are free to stay put as long as they want with no curfew, they can have up to 15 people there, they have meals included and so much more but I always seem to end up with the crazy people

I headed to my meeting after getting coffee. Of course, I was a little late, but it's fine. The meeting was a success. Nobody tried to jump off the roof or go on top of the elevator
dont ask how idk, but they do it

my staff is a little crazy but I love them so it's fine

I was a little tired at this point, so I took another break before picking up my dad's gift and heading to his house

I pulled into his driveway. I opened the door and walked in. Surprisingly enough, he wasn't sleeping

He was standing in front of the TV watching football in the universal dad stance, of course

"Boo," I said, sneaking in and scaring him, 

"Jesus christ, aria, are you trying to kill me? The game is just getting good look-look. They're about to score," he said, pointing to the TV

"They are always about to score," I said, rolling my eyes

"It takes a little time the shot has to he perfect," he said, and I jumped on his couch

I managed to take him out for his birthday, but of course, I had to wait until the game finished

When we returned home, his friends came, and he went out again with them. I'm glad he is enjoying himself

I was going to go home but I'll just stay. I'm too tired to drive anyway, so I'll just order food

I scrolled through Netflix and saw teenwolf. I tried to watch it, but I couldn't do it, I dont know how i enjoyed it as a kid it's so cringe, especially the first season. Love really is blind

I scrolled some more through it when I got a notification on my phone that caused me to freeze

The number wasn't saved on my phone, but I knew who it was
I immediately blcked the number and deleted the message