Unbroken

Chapter 12

Glancing down at my phone I see that the time says twelve o'clock. My shift starts in thirty miniutes. If I happened to be late on my first day I wonder who would be mad at me more Catherine, or James. Definitly Catherine. The only thing keeping me from leaving this class is my professor who doesn't watch the clock. He just keeps talking and writing more unimportant things on the board. I guess I could technically leave without making her mad. She would have no reason. Class is supposed to be over. I need to go before I get fired.

Packing my bag I sling it over my shoulder as I stand up. Quietly walking out the class I make my way to the deserted parking lot. Unlocking the car I throw my bag in the back and speed out onto the street. It is now twelve twenty. Picking up speed I run a couple of traffic lights, but I pull into the parking lot at the thrity and I make it in the store parking lot at twelve twenty- five. Parking my car I get out locking it as I speed walk to the door. Once I'am in I check my time sheet.

Running my hands through my hair, I walk onto the floor and start fixing the clothes. "Just in time." The manager walks past me tapping her watch. Of course she would be testing me to see if I would get here on time. She's probably calling Catherine right now.

Moving to another table I see we only have one shirt left in a large. Walking over to the stock room I check the white chain necklace box only to see it's empty.

Where did all the shirts go? "Hey," walking over to another worker she stops what she's doing. "Do we have any more of the white chain necklace shirts?" It's this really cool shirt that's of course white, but the top is sewn so that it hangs down in ripples, and in the back it's a low cut. It also comes with a gold necklace, but I put a jean jacket over it since it's so cold. I fell in love with this shirt when I first saw it.

She doesn't even turn to look at me as she opens new boxes. "No we just sold out this morning." This shirt is brand new out the box lierally. No shirt that I know of has ever sold out in three days.

There is no way possible that it did. Nothing about this shirt really stands out. "Are you sure?" There's no possible way that we sold out of this shirt that fast.

When I first got the shirt we had a full box. "Well when the princes girlfriend is wearing the same thing as the supposedly secret girlfriend it sells out. Especially when the princess decides she's going to join the fun and wear the same outfit." She walks away leaving me lost. I'm so confused.

I bought this shirt and supposedly Alexanders girlfriend is wearing the same shirt as me. My best friend is also wearing this shirt. Rose is probably wearing it just to have fun with it. Alexanders girlfriend well thinking about it she is probbly doing this to prove some point in her little tiny brain.

I don't even know how he can even date her. It's like she has no logical sense in her brain. First she thinks I am the maid, the she accsuses me of trying to steal Alexander, and now she is copying my style. "Excuse me." Faceing the customer I ask them how I can help. "Do you happen to have the shirt you are wearing in a medium?" She is just a little late.

I could give her the medium off my back, but I like this shirt to much. "I'm sad to say we've sold out of this top." Her face immediately goes down.

"I knew I was to late. Let me guess the jacket is sold out too. The whole outfit I'm guessing." Will someone explain what's going on?

Now my whole outfit is sold out? "I'm sorry?" With the attitude she just gave me she's lucky she's not on the floor crying.

She digs threw her purse as she starts to talk to me. "There's an article going around of who wore it better between you and the prince girlfriend. Here look." Right on the cover is of course that crazy physco wearing the same exact outfit I'm wearing today which of course I got from here. Side by side is our pictures. Opening it to page seven there's Rose too. She actually has the exact outfit on with her hair styled the same way. While bimbo has the shirt and the jacket and everything else is different. "Well it was nice meeting you." This girl must think I'm playing games with her. Who goes out and copies a whole other persons outfit? "Can I get a picture with you?" Why not? Posing for the picture I swear she took at least ten before she finally leaves.