Finally I was done completing my stupid part time job, its late around 7 o'clock and the sun is swapping it's shift with the moon aswell, I guess we all have our jobs in this world.
I took my apron which had a pocket placed in the center to store my pen and notepad and neatly placed it in my suffocated locker which we were provided with. I grabbed my side bag and closed the rusted metal door shut.
Before I left I glanced at my reflection in the staffroom mirror, I have to admit I've seen Shrek but he is pretty compared to me, I was late to work (again) and left my bed hair and wore my drained white shirt which was half tucked in my work trousers.
Yep I look like a slob, plus I don't wear make up and prefer the natural look (not really I just don't know how to aply it). So yh Im practically medusa's sister.
"Done admiring yourself?" Lucas questioned.
"Yh pretty much." Saying that I left
Soon as I exited I felt the winters breeze hit my skin and also caused my wrapped around scarf to fly off. It kept flying even though I'm 5'6 I still wasn't able to reach it.
A macular arm with the most breathtaking tattoos ever came into my view taking captive of my scarf. I was curious on how the whole tattoo design looked but was more concerned on my belonging which was in his possession.
"Escuse me that's mine." I informed the stranger I could barley make out his face due to the darkness of the sky.
He held it infront of his face and took a huge wiff as if he were a dog.
"You know what, you can keep it I don't feel cold anymore anyway." I spoke nervously while lightly laughing.
sensing his dangerous aura I took the hint to disappear.
I slowly turned back and started making my way down the street. Hearing gentle taps of shoes I'm guessing the freak is following me. I am going to die at the age of 17 I'm too young.
Taking deep breaths I continued only gaining a bit of hope from the street lights maybe it's a lovely old lady or a child or...who am I kidding I'm dead!
The steps were growing closer and louder I started to speed up soon walking became running. I looked back but saw nothing not even a shadow only the flickering lights and heard the howling wind.
Taking a deep breath I carried on walking. After about 35 minutes I safely and thankfully reached home alive.
I locked the door securely insuring myself of no murders snooping in.
After taking a nice long bath I slipped into my pjays and got cosy on the leather couch surrounding myself with furry pillows and nice warm soup. Perfect.Without realising I fell asleep.
Let's hope tomorrow's a better day.♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
Hey guys this is short but it's just to give you a feel of everything and her character.Next chapter will be long and the actual beginning so hope it's written well.✌
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