A Narration from the Brain of Jewel Quinn

Chapter 5: Introducing Marilyn Hoover

Chapter 5: Introducing Marilyn Hoover

Wednesday, June 25, 8:45 a.m.

"You call that clean, Miss Movie Star? I don't call that clean." Marilyn Hoover said pointing a stubby finger towards the floor of the icecream shop I had just scrubbed for the second time.

I was scrubbing floors at the Twirling Swirl while an utter was hanging down my front. I no longer bothered pointing out that I wasn't a movie star. Marilyn knew that all to well. Exactly why she kept repeating it.


Marilyn Hoover was the manager of the Twirling Swirl. She had dyed blonde hair and a body of a grizzly bear. She fed off a permanent sense of injustice which she piled on me. Day in and day out.


Marilyn Hoover was so mean that I suspect even Ryan was afraid of her although Marilyn did her best to curb her psychotic impulses whenever he or his friends were around.

In the two hours I started working here, I think I hated Marilyn Hoover more than I'd ever hated anyone, with the possible exception of the Beast.


Do all the employees have to wear a cow costume?

No. They get to wear cute white tennis looking outfits, as the Beast surely knew. All of them except me.




I'm expected to clean and serve customers with an utter hanging from the stomach. Don't forget the bell I have to wear around my neck. As if I wasn't that much of a leper in this town, I even have my own chime to signal my arrival.


My back ached, my knees throbbed, I'd cut my thumb on a piece of broken glass on the floor and I'm hungry. 


With the icecream store opening at 9, she could only spare a few minutes ti torture me."Take the garbage out, Miss Movie Star, and I want all the sliding doors washed. Don't let me find even one fingerprint."




"Afraid the police will discover that it belongs to you?" I mumbled under my breath.


I was struggling to wipe the sliding doors when I sensed someone behind me. I knew before turning around that it was the Beast. I guess he does have evil oozing out his every pore.


He leaned on the glass beside me with one shoulder, his ankles crossed, perfectly at home in the kingdom he ruled. "My lucky day. A visit from the chosen one. Kill any deatheaters lately?"

"Too busy saving all wizards from extinction." he said smearing a sweaty hand all over the area I just cleaned. 




Ass.

 He nodded towards the heavy garbage bags I set aside to throw in the dumpster. "Looks like you could use some help with that?"


I was exhausted so I swallowed my pride. "Thanks"


He looked up and down the street. "Nope don't see anybody."


Bastard.

"What do you want?" I grunted hauling the gigantic garbage bag.

"Checking up on you. One of my duties as the mayor's son is to make sure you aren't accosting innocent bystanders."

I retaliated with the nastiest thing I could think of. "Jenny has her sights on another guy. Looks like even the chosen one can be replaced." Or what I could say with the garbage bag's smell infiltrating my nose as I hauled it out into the street.

"Give her my best." he said casually, following me into the alley. 

"You don't even care, do you?" The beast didn't have a heart. "She could be in love with a drug addict or a juvenile delinquent."

"I'm sure somebody would have mentioned it."

"It seems to have escaped your gigantic brain that Jenny wouldn't have left you so easily if your relationship was secure in the firet place." I struggled to catch my breath as I hauled the garbage bag to the edge of the dumpster. What did Marilyn put in here concrete?

"It occured to me but I have to take my boundless fury out on somebody." he said giving the bag a push against the other direction so it fell on top of me.

"You're a vindictive, cold blooded psycho."

"Ouch."

"Are me and your grandfather the only people to see through your St. Ryan routine?" I kicked the garbage bag so it fell to the side.

"Just about." He shrugged and wandered towards the street.

I stomped after him. "Stop taking everything that happened out on me. Your relationship with Jenny was long over before last summer. The break up video just finalized it." Because no one can have a relationship with a slimy cold-blooded reptile.

"Everything was fine before you got here. And now you brainwashed a wonderful woman into leaving the greatest thing that will ever happen to her."

Greatest thing that would ever happen to what? Who died and made him king? Ok relax. I'm trying to convince him to stop annoying me.

"It wasn't a mistake. Jenny deserved better that what you could give her."

"You have no idea what I was prepared to give her."

Screw being nice.

"Not passion or love that's for sure. You're a piece of metal work who doesn't have an ounce of passion in his body. You're just a cyborg."I charged after him.

"Just because you go around doing your stupid protest. You think you know passion. What you're talking about isn't passion it's madness."

"If you'd loved Jenny the way she deserved to be loved, you'd have done anything to get her back. But you did nothing. All I care about is Jenny's happiness."

His steps slowed and he turned. He looked at me in a way, like he knew something I haven't figured out."We both know that's not quite true."

My hands fisted at my side. "Are you insinuating that what the whole town has been saying is true? That I was jealous of Jenny and I wanted you for myself." His lethal unfair attack made me so angry. How dare he!

He was already leaving, but not before he sent a final insult my way. "Nice utters."




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Things to do after I get off work:




1. Sew an utter that came off after it was bitten by an angry chihuahua (And no it didn't mean I could wear casual clothes tomorrow. I asked)




2. Measure breast size




3. Order pizza for dinner ( the mayor and his wife have a dinner to attend. Booyah!)




4. Call Desiree




5. Grab some Tylenol for grandpa

6. Think of ways to earn some extra money

7. Figure out a way to commit murder without getting caught 




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