For You [Completed]

Chapter 6: For Those Being Reunited

"His hair, his eyes, his voice, his smile."

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Today is the day Sean is coming back and I've been anxious this whole morning. I woke up, knowing he was going to come to work today because I happened to study the work schedule the day before. He was due to work at 12 noon until closing time, so I hope he spent his vacation sleeping and having fun. It was the beginning of full on tourist season so the malls would soon become crowded with customers hungry for food when lunch time comes.

I arrived to Wrap House with Annie at 9 am and I have been prepping food since then. It is now 11 am and my stomach feels like it's filled with butterflies with the queasy sensations I'm feeling now. I look at the clock for the tenth time this hour and finally it's time. Sean walks in with his longboard in his hand and tilts his head up in my direction to say 'hi'. I smile back gently and then continue cleaning up the counter. By now, most of the other guy workers have arrived and are all in the front line making food for people.

"Hey, sweetheart. I sure hope you've been studying because by now, I'm not going easy on your anymore. Last week was your chance to improve before the Wrap King came back from vacation," Sean lets out an easy-going smile, dimple appearing on one side of his cheek.

"Bring it on," I say, rolling my eyes. "I'm happy to introduce you to the new Wrap God... or should I call myself Wrap Goddess."

Sean laughs harder and grabs an apron before pushing me out to the front line. His hands rest on my lower back for a brief second before he clocks in and comes to stand next to me in the veggie station.

"So, let me see you wrap that," Sean states with a hint of a smirk.

"Watch this," I retort back. "And remember to take some notes, young grasshopper."

It was safe to say it felt like he never had left. The second he walked in, there was a calm feeling inside my stomach like I knew we wouldn't be awkward and strange. We already had conversation going by the time the rush hour started and when it actually started getting busier and customers were lining down the stall, I knew we were working in sync.

You would think that it would be hard to have two people standing in the same vegetable station and using the same ingredients would be difficult, but surprisingly, it was a breeze. It felt like we were a match made in Wrap heaven. When it was busy, we both didn't speak, but our actions showed that we clearly understood what the other needed. When he needed the sauces where I was standing, I'd have the bottle ready at his side. When I needed the jalapeños in the far corner when he was and my arms were too short, he had a few in his hand already for me.

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Later that day after my lunch break, I came back to a cute guy customer. Shuffling his feet back and forth slightly before looking up with a small boyish smile on his face, he waves a silent hi.

"Hey, sir. What would you like today?" I ask.

"I'd like the BLT wrap with chicken, please," the boy says while he brushes through his messily styled light brown hair quickly.

"So, I've never seen you here around before... and you work at the mall too," I begin, trying to make small conversation so it wouldn't be as awkward.

"How'd you know?" he questions, knowing he gave it away from his black name tag where his name was colorfully spelled out in rainbow chalk.

"You get used to it after a while. I started not that long ago. What about you? Where do you work?" I ask.

"I work at the food court stall across from you guys - California Pizza Kitchen. After a while, the food there gets boring so I came here to try out your wraps instead," he tells me, blinking his stormy blue-grey eyes with a hint of mischief flickering through them.