* Dani's hair above*
Ding! The customer bell rang. I ran out with my hair in a high ponytail. "Hello mister, what would you like?" I said. The guy was dressed in all black and looked like he was in his twenties. I glanced outside at his car. It had out of states plates. "Uhh, are you Katrina?" He asked looking around nervously. "Haha, yeah... and you are?"
"Someone you need to talk to."
More customers came in.
"Now." He jumped over the counter and pulled me in the back by my arm. "Ooo, who's this?" Dani asked, her bright pink hair in low pig tails. "I think I'm about to be murdered." I said as the creepy dude kept walking. He seemed to know where he was going. Had he been here before? Was he one of Dani's ex's? She had too many to remember, but she wasn't a slut. I could see a concerned look on her face for a split second, and then a wall came in the way. The guy finally stopped. "Okay, what do you need to talk to me about?" I said adjusting my giant cat sweater. "Your father."
"Okay, what about him?"
"Katrina, he sent me to tell you something."
"Call me Kitty, it sounds way better then Katrina, and it just fits me better."
"Okay, Kitty" he said, breathing in deeply. "Your father, he needs you to know something."
"What?" Could this guy just not spit it out?
"You're a-"
He was cut off by Dani yelling, "WE A CALL, CAN YOU TAKE IT?"
"Hold on to that thought for half a second." I said to the guy. I ran over to our banana shaped phone we have in the back. Ring ring. I grabbed the phone. "Hello, thanks for calling Pastel Pastries, how may I help you?"
