That Day At The Shelter...

Pat and Jen meet

Jen's POV.

I parked the car at the parking lot. I was surprised to see one other car.

I turned around to see another car starting to pull up, so I got out of the way and into the shelter.

I met Samantha, the manager. She said that on Monday, Wednesday, and Saturdays the shelter was close and I would be working on those days.

"Okay. So what do I do?" I asked.

"You will be cleaning out the dogs cages." WHAT!!! Was this woman out of her MIND!!!

"Okay." Was all what I said.

"Supplies are down the hall to you right. Then the dog door will be on your left." she yelled. So I got the supplies and I started to work. Yuck.

Pat's POV.

I came to the shelter to see a person standing in the parking lot. Before I could yell my phone started to ring. It hung up before I could answer.

"Prank calls." I mumbled. Then threw the phone to the passenger seat. I looked up, and the person was already gone.

So I parked the car and got inside.

~Time skip till Pat meets Jen.~

I got all the supplies and went inside the dog room.

"Ewww!!!" somebody said. I looked up, it was a girl. She had brown hair and brown eyes. She looked cute. She looked up, surprised.

Jen's POV.

I didn't noticed that I was being watched until I looked up. It was a guy with brown (or black, it was hard to tell) hair and brown eyes. I thought, He looks cute.

"Hi!" I said. He looked stunned. Ummm... is this guy stalking me or he can't talk? I thought.

"Hi!" he said finally. It took him a darn time just to say that? But he looks nice.

"My name is Jennifer, but you can call me Jen." I said.

"My name is Patrick, but you can call me Pat." he said. I saw a bucket in his hands and gloves.

"Are you stuck with doggy duty too?"

"Yes. But looking at you it must not be very pleasant at all."

"It isn't at all. It is so gross!!!"

He stand there a few moments watching me, I didn't know what to do or say. He made me nervous.

"You want to start working on that side?" I asked.

"Sure."

Pat's POV.

I started working on the other side.
While I was working, I kept sneeking glances at Jen. By the fifth glance, she looked very pale.

"Are you alright over there?"

"Yeah" she said in a weak voice. By the weakness in her voice, I could tell she was not okay.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah." And then she got back to work. She started to look paler than before. So I went back to work.

~Time skip till they are done.~

Me and Jen happened to finish at the same time, I looked at her, she was still pale.

Just before I could ask what was wrong she grabbed my bucket and threw up. I rushed to my car (Thank god Samantha was gone) and got a bottle of water. I went back, she was lying on the floor, bucket next to her. I kneeled next to her.

"Jen, Jen are you alright? JEN!!" I screamed. She didn't answer. So I carried her to the bench in the waiting room. I was scared.

Jen's POV.

All what I can remember it was throwing up in Pat's bucket and then blackness. Then I heard someone screaming my name. It was a sweet voice.

"Jen, Jen are you all right?" It was Pat.

I slowly opened my eyes. Embarrassed to have fainted.

"Pat?" As I opened my eyes, I looked into his eyes that they were filled with worry.

"Are you alright? Do you need a drink a water?" He asked.

"Yes I'm alright and yes I do need a drink of water." He reached down and opened a bottle of water and gave to me. I was very dizzy. I drank almost the whole thing.

"Thank you very much Pat." I said weakly.

He started to pat my hair while he sat next to me. I turned up to smile at him. He smiled back. Some how I already knew that was a "Your welcome." to me. Inside my heart that this dude will be my friend or something else.

Then something happened, he hugged me. I hugged back.

I have now finished part 3. I will write part 4 very shortly.

~Peace out