Fix me. (Miniminter)

First day.

I stare at myself in the mirror, criticizing every single part of my body. I was so nervous, getting an interview for this place astounded me, let alone getting a job. I mean, being a waitress for a café wasn't exactly the most exciting job a girl could ask for, but this time last year I could barely leave the house. This is a big deal for me.

I had woken up at 5am to make sure that everything was perfect for my first day. My hair was straightened and tied up into a cute pony tail, my makeup natural but prominent, I was wearing a black pencil skirt with a black shirt which tucked in at my waist, black tights and some plain black vans. My apron was folded neatly in my back pack for when I arrived at work.

My dip dyed purple hair glistened in the mirror as the gleaming sun shined through the mirror, I can do this.

I step away from the mirror, walking downstairs to my mum, Leanne. She is the best mum anybody could ask for, beautiful, supportive and loving. We both share a lot of fond memories with each other. Even though some times she doesn't understand my anxiety fully, I had never been to the doctor about these things, I never thought it was bad enough. I guess it's improving now so there's no real point.

"Ready for your first day?" She smiles up to me as I jog down the stairs, I looked up to her with a blank expression. "Yes mum I'm bloody jumping for joy." I replied with a smirk, we both shared a more 'sarcastic' relationship. She just laughed and handed me my packed lunch. "You'll be fine." I was reassured. I hope so.

I unwrapped my headphones and plugged them into my phone, swiftly placing them in my ears and leaving the front door. I check my watch to make sure I wasn't running late, I was precisely on time, it was 7am and I had to be there for 8am.

The café was in central London, I lived on the outskirts so I had to get the tube, which was easier said than done. There was a tube station ten minutes walk away from my house which is lucky. I hop down the stairs into the gloomy underground and scan my oyster card on the gate. I was still getting to grips with the tube, I had never really needed to use it in the past, but I guess I better start getting used to it.

Around 15 minutes later I end up at the right platform, waiting for my train to arrive. For the city that never slept it seemed to be a little too quiet, only a few people were on the platform I was on. I guess Saturdays aren't as bad as weekdays. As the train arrived I swiftly moved on board, sitting myself down on the seat closest to the door, just in case.

I had quite a few stops to get through so the journey would take around 20 minutes total, which I was quite pleased with. It gave me time to regain my thoughts, sit and listen to music and just relax for a little while.

It soon ended when I got to my stop, Covent Gardens. Here we go.

It suddenly got extremely busy, men and women in suits and blouse's rushing to get to work on time, I felt so out of place. I push my way through the crowd and reach the surface of the main streets of London.

The atmosphere was wild, I could barely hear myself think. Black taxi's beeping at every moving vehicle, people walking in every direction. Rush hour in London is brutal. I manage to escape from my seemingly endless train of thoughts and follow the path in front of me to the café. I check my watch for the seemingly thousandth time, I still have 10 minutes, I'm fine.

I manage to catch the flow of people walking in my direction and follow suit until I reach the café. I stand outside for a few seconds to make sure I know what I'm going to say when I get inside. Do I just go straight behind the counter, or do I make sure they know who I am before I just barge in? Ill go with the second option.

I open the door and walk up to the front desk, a lovely looking girl smiled to me. "How can I help." This somehow calmed my nerves slightly. "Um, I'm Chloe, just turning up for my first day working here." I simply stated quietly, she could tell I wasn't a people person. "Oh yes, we've been expecting you, come through!" She exclaimed slightly over the top. I take my apron from my bag and place it around my waist.

"My names Molly, I can show you around for today and help you get to grips with everything." She told me as we walked into the staff room. There didn't seem to be anybody here yet, I guess I'm early. "Just put your bag and stuff in here, you're breaks are at 11 and 3, finishing at 5pm later on." I nodded.

It was going to be a long day.