A Walk On The Clouds

Chapter 11- First Day On The Job

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"Don't be nervous. It's not like your gonna do anything hard, it's really easy." Mica said, as he fixed my tie on my job uniform. Today's the day, my first day of the job. I didn't actually think that job interview would be so quick, I wish the manager would at least made me do my first day in another day instead straight away. But I will still be a nervous wreck anyway.

I whimpered at the thoughts that I'm going to get fired and that I'll let both of us down. Mica gave me an annoyed look and sighed. I had been whimpering all day so he might think I need to shut up, and I don't blame him.

"Would you stop whimpering?" He asked, as a favor. I nodded and gulped and starred at my shoes. Mica sighed again and put both of his hands on my shoulders and turned me around. My worried look replaced a confused look with the redness on my cheeks as Mica pulled my hair to the back and grabbed a pink hair tie. He tied my hair into a ponytail and then grabbed one of my hair clips which was a pink tiny bow.

He turned me around again when I was now facing him, he brushed my bangs to the side and clipped the bow on it. This whole time, I was blushing madly again. Same like how Mica did it. And then some melody kept relaying in my head. Is this another idea song for me to write?

I didn't realize it but me and Mica have been staring at each other the whole time I was thinking. His eyes were just perfect and his smile, which he had dimples, were perfect. Made me want to squeal like an insane person. But...I did wonder why was I feeling like this? Did this mean I have a crush on him or do I just care about him so much. I'm such and idiot, of course I like him as a crush! I was blushing and loving the moment.

"You seem like your so deep in thought, what are you thinking about?" Mica asked me, which made me snap out of my daze. My smile still stayed there and I think my redness was still there on my cheeks.

"Oh nothing. You made me better all of a sudden." I replied, giving a smirk. He smiled all goofy like he always does, and he walked away to the bathroom, which I wouldn't stop starring at his curls just bouncing. I giggled quietly, then I grabbed my keys and stuffed it into my pocket.

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We walked to work and Mica opened the doors for me. I mouthed thank you as he mouthed your welcome and let the door close on its own. When Mica turned around, his face became sadness. I guessed what it was before I even looked. Those boys again.

The one with the blonde stupid curly hair, his name tag said Kevin as the other one with the brown hair was Lance. I groaned and grabbed Micas hand, walking towards the kitchen but I stopped when Lance put his hand out of the way in front of me.

"Excuse me, miss. What's your name?" He asked. I glared at him, my thoughts saying back off. But he didn't get the hint.

"Can you read my name tag, Lance?" I ask, glancing down at his and then back to his stupid face.

"Sure, why your Emily. Nice to meet you, now let me ask you a question? Are you Micas little friend?" He asked.

"Well, I am his friend. Do you have a problem with that?" I say, through my gritted teeth.

"Why, he's such a dork. Your too pretty to hang out with a-" I interrupted him.

"Hey, this isn't middle school where you go and talk crap about others. This is a working place. So act mature, your an adult." I pushed him out of the way, with Micas hand still in mine. I stopped by the stove and started getting my notepad  to take customers orders.

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I went to my locker to get my uniform off. Then I take my clothes from today and put them on. But when I opened the girls locker room door, Mr Dean stood there and startled me.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I only came to you cause I have a question for you." He said, starring down at my chest again.

"Um, okay. What is it?" I asked. I moved a little so he wouldn't stare down at my shirt, now I'm starting to get uncomfortable.

"How you would like to come to dinner with me this Saturday?" He said, smirking at me which made me want to run.

"Um, sorry I can't. I have to...study. Yeah, I have a big test next week so...sorry." I say and left without him saying a word. I sighed in relief as I made it to the door, hoping Mica will come already. And luck came and he did. He smiled at me as he approached in front of me.

"Let's go." I quickly said and opened the door right away. Mica followed me out and walked all the way to the dorm in silence.

As soon we arrived, Mica went inside our room, then coming out with a wallet in his hand.

"I'm going to the store to buy groceries. You stay here and wait for me, okay?" He says.

"But what if those girls appear again? Don't you want me to come with you?" I asked. Mica thought about for a second and spoke again.

"It's okay, I'll take the other way, along with the bus." I nodded and went to the bedroom. I crawled in my bed and took out my notebook with my song in it. I also grabbed the old one I had when I was younger. I ripped out the page that had the title called Before The Goodbye and placed it inside the new one.

I heard the door close and I knew I had the whole dorm room to myself. So, I had the quiet time to write my new song that just randomly popped out in my head when Mica was tying my hair.

It is called Its Gonna Be Love.

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"Emily, wake the hell up!" Micas voice reached in front of me. This time I didn't jerk up, cause I'm already used to Micas yelling, telling me to wake up.

"Oh, hi Mica your back." I yawned, and rubbed my eyes with my wrist. Mica chuckled and picked me up. I looked around confused and realized I was on the floor. I must've fallen.

"You were on the floor. You probably fell but for some reason, you didn't wake up." He said, giggling in the cutest way ever. His giggle was contagious so I did so too. Then Mica walked out of the room and brought back a bowl of chicken soup.

I went into the kitchen with my food and ate it there, while watching Mica writing something in his notebook. I wondered what it is so I stood up slowly, peeking my head above the page, but Mica gave me a mad funny look and covered his page, while his lip was poking out. I laughed and almost fell off my chair. He laughed quietly but continued writing. Maybe I shouldn't bother his writing.

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