•Peace•

•Chapter Fifteen•

=Chapter Fifteen=
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Barista?
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Tuesday, 10th of September

I looked up as the overhead door bell jingled when a young woman entered.
I was stocking new books in a shelf, and as always, Jason was sitting in his usual chair, this time with a book in hand.
The woman smiled politely.

She had brown hair and green eyes, pale complexion and wore a casual outfit.

"hello, welcome in." I greeted her politely.

"Hi." She smiled sweetly. "My name is Bella. I was wondering if the owner was here today?"

I raised my eyebrows. "Oh, yeah she is."  I dusted off my hands on my apron and stood up, leaving my half unpacked antique books still on the floor in their box.

"May I ask why you inquire?" I asked, moving towards the front counter.

"Oh, I merely wanted to ask her something. Can you get her for me?" She insisted.

"Uh, sure. One second.. she's in the back." I backed into the back room, and caught Mays attention.

"Hey May? There's a lady here to talk to you?" I informed, lifting the curtain to the back office. May was on break, eating a salad.

"Oh? Who is it, dear?" She asked, getting up and putting a lid on her salad and standing up.

"Some girl named Bella." I leaned on the doorframe.

"Hmm.. well I'll see what she wants."
She brushes past me to go talk to Bella.

"Sorry to cut into your break." I added regretfully.

"You're alright, dear." We went back to the front and I moved back to my box although I kept an eye on May and Bella.

"Hey Perce."

I jumped. "What?!" I looked up to see Jason towering above me.

"Sh.." he crouched down after a moment and leaned in close. "who's the cosmetically caked brunette?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Cosmetically.. what?"

"Who is she." He simplified with a sigh.

"Donno. She said her name was Bella.. but I don't know who she is." I whispered.

"She rubs me wrong." He mumbled.

"Does she?" I looked back on May and Bella talking. Bella smiled sweetly. And I agreed. She seemed.. too sweet? Maybe that's just her personality.

"I'm not sure what she wants." I continued.

I was increasingly becoming more aware how silly we looked crouched down on the floor.

"Go back to your seat.." I shooed him away. "You make it look like we're conspiring."

He grins. "Maybe we are.."

"Get out of here." I playfully hit him on his shoulder.

He rolls his eyes but gets up and casually strolls back to his seat.
He pulls out his book but i could tell he wasn't really reading it, considering how his eyes constantly looking up from his pages either at May and Bella, or to me.