I Will Be Your Knight

Chapter 1

You place a ribbon in your book as a bookmark, and then slowly close your book. You get up and stretch your stiff body. You've been sitting on the couch for some time now reading your book, and it felt good to loosen up. Placing the book down on a small table next to the couch, you walk into the kitchen to make lunch. Luckily you didn't have any classes today, and work wasn't for a few hours. You grab a box of mac n cheese and a pot to boil some water in. A typical meal for a college student who makes only a couple hundred bucks a week.

In a few minutes the water is boiling and you pour the elbow macaroni noodles out of their box. Suddenly your cell phone rings. Knowing it was important, since hardly anyone calls you, ever, you picked it up quickly.

"Hello," you answered.

"Hello (y/n), it's Germany. I was hoping you could come into work an hour early."

You held back a sigh. You don't mind work, but being asked to come in for extra hours doesn't exactly fill you with joy either. But you need the money so this isn't too bad. It's only an hour after all.

"Sure Ludwig. Shouldn't be a problem."

"Great. But (y/n) how many times do I have to tell you to call me Germany. It's more professional."

You rolled your eyes at this. Germany is usually pretty strict, but he can also be pretty relaxed about this kind of stuff. He says it's a formality since he's your boss, but you're friends with his brother, so it's not easy to be so formal with him.

"Whatever you say boss. See you in a few." And with that you hung up.

A quick glance at the stove while you put your phone back in your pocket revealed a pot about to boil over. You quickly pull the pot off the stove and mix its contents. Luckily the noodles haven't stuck to the bottom so your lunch isn't ruined.

After finishing lunch you look over at the clock and see that it's almost 2:00. You would've started your shift at 4:00 but now you have to go in at 3:00. Since it takes 10 minutes to walk to the grocery store where you work, you still have roughly half an hour before you need to get ready. This gives you time to clean up your mess from lunch and read your book. It's the latest book in a series you've been hooked on recently, and you've had your name on the waiting list for months at the library. Finally, it was your turn to read it, but you only had two weeks since it's a brand new book, and, undoubtedly, there are a ton of people waiting to read it after you.

The half hour passes by quickly, and you hurry to get your work outfit on. You're required to wear a white polo shirt and black apron, provided to you by the store, along with some black slacks of your choosing. You fasten your name tag to the upper left side of your apron. It reads (y/n) in neat black lettering. Then you walk out the door after putting on a coat and grabbing your purse. It gets pretty chilly already in October, especially if you're outside for a while. After locking your door, you put in your earbuds and head down the street in the direction of the store while walking to the beat of your music.

You arrive at work with a few minutes to spare, which gives you just enough time to put your purse in a small locker. You don't own anything super expensive except your iPod, since your phone is one that came free with the plan, and you don't carry a ton of cash, but it makes you feel better knowing its all locked up. By the time you reach the clock it's 3:00, so you punch in and head toward the cash registers. Being a cashier isn't the worst job. It beats being a bagger, especially in this weather. But you can't think too poorly about being a bagger since you're pretty tight with two of them here.

As you open lane 4 a tall guy with sandy blonde hair, glasses, and a distinct cow lick walks to the end of your belt to bag for you. You smile up at your friend who responds rather energetically.