Tea Shop Love

High revelations raise your pay check

Hello lovely Wattpadders!! I'm so happy to see some of you are liking the story so far. I'd love to read any comments you may have to improve it!! So here is Chapter 5 for all of you, I put all my efforts on each one and I wish you can enjoy it as much as I do writing :D

From now on I will start dedicating chapters whenever I feel like it and this one goes to my first follower for giving a chance to my story even though it had only started, for that thank you @PaulaCAguirregabiria !! 

LOVE YOU ALL SOOOOOO MUCH! <3

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It's been a around ten days since I started working at the Tea Shop, and I love it there. My work has been mostly organising the shelves and selling to the few customers that come around. Personally I have no idea how Alex keeps it on track because the number of people that come in and buy is pretty much two or three per day. However that's really good from me seeing as I have lots of time to organise the store and get it ready for the shooting I'll be doing tomorrow night.

As for Alex I have no idea what he's been doing. I saw him two or three times and even though he said I was there as a trial I cannot imagine how he controls me at all. He would usually be there opening the store and once I got there he would leave to his office and appear just before nine pm to shut it down.

Last Friday we had a "problem" with a man that came asking for cannabis to what I laughed, but Alex had been furious with him and ordered him to get the hell away from his shop. I know something is bothering him by the frown he's been wearing all week and I wish I could help some way but he has been extremely distant.

The weekend however had been great. The guys and I went with Marc to a charity event his parents had organised around the dark periods of different european painters and to which they had allowed Marc to invite all of us to the party in exchange of him staying the whole event without a single protest. We had all agreed because we love art and seeing and opportunity Yane and I had spent all day getting ready for the event in the spa her aunt owns in Sitges, a beautiful village in the beach half an hour from Barcelona.

Sunday had been our lazy day. We bought all types of ice creams, sweets and chocolates for a Harry Potter marathon. Yane dread the moment but she had lost a bet with Puck and she had to watch every single one of them with us. She had bought six bottles of white wine stating there was no way she could stand that sober.

As for me? I love the Harry Potter saga, well the truth is I love Ron, and Hermione rocks!

All in all we ended up drunk, high and with a sugar rush that made us laugh half way through the last three movies.

(Present day)

Waking up to an awful pain in my stomach I looked at the time: 11:30 am. Well that's a first! The sound of the alarm always gets on my nerves and today I could see my mood would swing from 'I'm okay' to 'touch me and die'.

Rolling out of bed I pushed my body all along the hallway and straight to the shower. Thoughts ran my mind making it impossible for me to notice the two bodies inside my shower. Wait? Two?

"What the hell Puck! Oh my god my eyes are bleeding!" There in front of me first thing in the morning was a naked wet Puck and behind a equally wet and naked brunette who was trying to hide from me.

"Oh baby doll I'm sorry! couldn't you see the note on the door? This is Jen by the way, we met at the charity event" from behind I heard a soft hi which I was not in the mood to replay to. "I need to clean my eyes with leach to get this horrible image from my mind, have a nice day and you are making breakfast for me!" With that being said I left the bathroom and went to Marc's room.