Talking | Kian Lawley

Chapter 2 : fuck me up

*Ema's pov*

As I was out of the shower, I dried my body and put lotion on my legs. I took my speaker and phone into my room. I changed into my work outfit because I had to work today

I groan to myself as I pulled on my tight black skinny jeans, and tucked in my green shirt. I blow dried my hair hair and did two French braids. I put on my Starbucks hat and pinned my name tag onto my shirt

I washed my face and brushed my teeth once I had my hair and outfit ready. I did my business, and started my makeup. Since I'm working, I did my eyebrows, eyeliner, mascara and put on fake eyelashes. I put my Chapstick in my pack pocket along with my phone

I checked the time and it was already 11:47, shit

I have to work at twelve today and I'm off at eight. I quickly spread perfume and put my gel deodorant on. I grabbed my keys and my bag that was hanging on my door nob. I turned off the tv and the lights and put more food/ water in my dogs bowls

I ran out the door, down the hall, and into my black jeep. I quickly put the keys in and plugged my phone into my aux cord. I pressed shuffle and put my phone down in the cup holder

Chance the Rapper came on and his song juke jam was playing

When I was at a red light I grabbed my phone checking the time, 12:07

"Dammit, man" I said and honked at the light to hurry and turn green

When the light turned green, I stepped on the gas. After going straight and making a couple turns, I was finally at Starbucks

I took a deep breathe. Why was I so worried? Why did I rush? This was my first time being late to work? I chuckle to myself

I'm an idiot

I hurried for nothing I guess, oh well I thought to myself. I found a parking and grabbed my keys. I took my seatbelt off and unplugged my phone from the cord. I took a quick selfie of myself

My eyeliner looked so good today. I covered my face with my hand to try and have my camera just focus on my eyes. After that, I looked at the pictures and tried to figure out which to post

After I found one I liked, I posted it putting the caption - "eyeliner looked too good today to not post 😛😛"

I looked at the picture to make sure it fully posts. My phones been slow because I cracked it and dropped it in water three times. I've been saving my money to get a new phone, so thats why I've been working more hours than usual

I usually work two or three hours. Once I noticed that my hand tattoos showed in the pic I got a little happy because I loved my hand tattoos, honestly

I finally got out of the car grabbing my bag and walked in the store. The smell of coffee filled my nostrils. It smelled so good in there. There was barley anyone even in here. People mostly just go in through the drive threw while there's maybe five or six people working on their computer or something

I went down the hall into the little room with some of my other employees. "Hey guys" I said to them and put my bag in my box that was on a counter. We each have our own box with our names on them. It also has a lock on them because one time everyone's things started getting stolen

We later than put cameras in the room and found out that one of our employees were stealing our things. One time a girl got her watch stolen and it was her grandfathers that recently passed away too

"Hey Ema, you're working cashier today" my boss said

I smiled at him, "alright oh by the way I'm sorry for being late"

"It's alright this is your first time so don't worry about it" I grabbed my apron and my boss, steve, came and tied it in the back

"Thanks" I said and went out to the cashier

My boss's name was steve. He had nice curly hair and brown eyes. Steve wasn't like your everyday boss. He's not mean, he doesn't even dress like our boss. Steve was such a chill and cool person honestly. He didn't holler at us all the damn time like in those movies, he was our friend but we still had to respect him. Steve's 25 years old. His father used to work here and when he passed away steve made a promise to him that he would be the manager and take over

Steve's a skater and he's been skating since he was in elementary school. He doesn't wear suits or anything, he legit wears regular pants, skater shoes, and just a random shirt most of the time. Sometimes he wears his "manager" shirt though. He always wore a hat also. He told me that he hates his hair and that he can't wait to cut it.

Steve didn't have a girlfriend or wife or kids. He doesn't do relationships. It's weird, he told me every time he's in a relationship he always ends up ending it because "something" comes up. I never bothered to ask, what was that "something", I just felt like it was none of my business

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"Danielle!" I yelled and left her drink on the counter. Once I saw her coming I gave her the straw and ran back to the cashier to take someone's order, they were on their phone waiting for me

I ran over and almost slipped, "I'm okay, I'm alright don't worry" I said and the guy started laughing at me

I joined him, "what would you like today?" I asked while still giggling

I looked up and he had crazy curls. His hair was a little blonde, mixed with brown. He was wearing a Ramones ripped shirt and ripped jeans. He also had a blue bandaid with white clouds on it under her eye, on his cheek.

He looked up at the menu, "uh can I just have a cake pop and a big very berry tea?"

"Yea of course, that's it?" I asked once I had his order down

"Yea that's it" he said. "Alright that will be $6.34"

I held my hand out and he dropped the change and I grabbed the money with my other, "woah that's a cool little tat" he said noticing my "romantic" broken heart tat

"Ha thanks" I said to him. He also had tattoos

Not bad I thought. My eyeliner looking good as fuck, a guy with tats, a guy not that bad looking talking to me, this is just a good day for me

"Name?" I asked him

"Uh it's Jc, but you can put Justin if you want"

I wrote down Jc with a cloud. As I counted the money he walked away and I realized he gave me three extra dollars, I guess he didn't realize it

As my friend, Hannah, made his drink we moved stations and now she was cashier and I was making the drinks

After I had his cake pop in the bag and drink I went by the counter, "Jc!" I yelled and he looked up from his phone and jogged to me

"Hey you gave me three dollars by accident-" I said grabbing it from my pocket

"No it's fine, keep it" he said smiling. He grabbed his stuff while touching my hand

"Oh alright, thanks have a good day" I said and put it back in my pocket

"You too" I saw him walk away and take a sip from his cup. He looked down at his name and saw that I drew a cloud. His smile grew big