Starting the job {Part 1}

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I walk out of the office to see everyone that works here.

"How did it go?" The boy from before asks.

"I got the job" I smile and giggle.

They welcome me to the job.

"Time to introduce you to everyone" the boy says.

"I'm Danny" he points to himself. He was tall but short and he had black hair with hazel eyes.

I wave.

"I'm Anna" a mixed girl says and a smile. She was tall and had black hair that cascaded down her back. she had light brown eyes.

"I'm Vanessa" a short black haired girl walks up to me smiling. She has gray eyes.

I return the smile.

"that's Jamie" Danny points to a silent boy. He was tall and he had brown hair and blue eyes.

I nod.

"and I'm james" that boy who came back with Danny says. He is blond and has green eyes.

"Hello" I say.

"I'm Elaina Menia" I add.

Jamie walks up to me with a uniform in hand; Which consisted of a green shirt with black skinny jeans and a apron.

"You'll have to were this... Your night guard uniform will be here shortly..."

He hands me the clothes.

"Thanks em... Where's the bathroom?" I nod and ask.

Vanessa points to the back.

"There go to the right and BAM your there" she says.

I can't help but giggle.

I say thank you one more time to Jamie and Vanessa then leave to the bathroom.

I walk In the bathroom.

"Empty..." I say to myself.

I go to the biggest stall and lock it behind me.

I start humming while changing.

I pause when I hear other breathing, one that isn't mine.

I look under the stall to see nothing.

I then leave the stall with my clothes after I put on my uniform and walk to the mirror.

I put in one of my famous messy buns and smile.

"Perfect" I say.

But out the corner of my eye I swear I could see that chicken robot.

I gasp and spin around to see nothing.

I rush out of there and leave the hallway and out where everyone else is.

They welcome me back and hand me a wet rag.

Its best to keep my mouth shut.

I don't want people thinking I'm some crazy chick I'm sure to be fired from this job.

I start washing the tables down.

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