Eliana: A Biography

Work

Eliana's POV

I get to my work 10 minutes early. I put my visor on and I walk inside to clock in. The smell of food always pleased me when I walk in. If you're curious, I work at Chick-Fil-A. It's always busy but it gives me a good pay so I don't mind.

I walk through the tables while the people chew on their chicken. I walk back to the office, where the clock was. I check in, turn around, and bump into my boss.

"I'm sorry sir," I look down in shame.

"Haha, it's okay Ellie, it wasn't on purpose."

He's always so understanding with me.

"Again, I'm sorry sir." I say in a pathetic voice.

"Don't worry about it." He chuckles and walks away.

I inhale deeply about being lucky. He must be in a good mood for some reason. I'm curious but I'm not nosy so I'll ignore that. I look at what I have to do on the calendar and I have to wash the dishes. Great. It's good I'm with Marie though, she's probably my only friend. She seems quiet though, yet not as quiet as me.

"Hey Ell'z!" she says cheerfully.

"Uh, Hi." I give a questioning look at why she's so happy.

"Oh, I got two tickets to see Justin Bieber!"

"Ew."

"I'm kidding, I'm just really happy because I got a puppy today! I named him Mr. Bear. I couldn't think of anything else, don't judge."

Her smile is so white I can see my reflection in it, my ugly reflection that is.

"That's great!" I try to act comprehensive.

"I know! When I got him I almost cried. It's girly of me but you know what happened to my last dog."

"Yeah."

Her dog got ran over and broke his leg and then somebody shot him.

"So, dishes huh?"

"Yeah, I can't even pull my hair back." I sigh.

"It's okay, I got your back."

She hands me a black elastic band.

"Thanks." I mumble.

"No prob, we should be getting to work though, I've heard that-"

"Hey goat face, go put yourself in a hole and stay there!"

And 'he' arrives.

Brandon.

"Hey, say that about her again and I'll shove my fist down your throat." Marie backs me up.

I'm astonished by what she just said. Shes one of those happy go lucky girls.

"Damn Marie, what came up your vagina today?" He winks and I'm disgusted.

"Fuck you Brady." She growls.

"I know you want me too."

"Get the fuck away." I say quiet.

"What?" He challenges.

Shit.

"Uh, go away." I stay calm.

"Okay, whatever. It isn't over yet, goat face."

"Okay."

Me and Marie finish the dishes in the average time. It's 6:39. Our shifts end in about 20 minutes. We ask to leave early and our unusually happy boss lets us out. We thank him and leave.

"Hey, is it cool if I hang with you for a bit?"

"Uh, yeah. I don't care. Sure." I grin at my stupidity of words.

"Yay!" She squeals.

"See you in a few! I need gas."

"Okay." I shrug and wave to her. We go our separate ways to see each other again very shortly.

(Oh Heyy! Uh, do you like the book? My fingers Hurt lmao haha. Comment. Vote. SHARE WITH ALL OF YOUR FRANDS. I mean, if you want. And Marie is Ariana Grande btw. With brown hair. :) -Charity)