Aphrodite POV
I woke up suddenly feeling the sunlight rays hitting my pale skin. I then remembered the weird interaction that happened last night between that mystery man and I. I looked around hoping that somehow he would still be there when I woke up but after a few minutes of looking I concluded he left. He probably woke up from his sleep and my face scared him away. I honestly wouldn't be surprised. I let the thoughts of him leave my mind because I was going to have a busy day today.
I was not really sure how I was going to pull off living this human life when I obviously am not one. The only reason I was able to get away was my necklace and I am so grateful for it.
The first thing that I want to do is go to this interview for a job. Being a princess I never had to work before but now that I no longer am with my cove I am going to have to support myself.
I saw a "Help Wanted" sign yesterday at this place that named Milkshakers which makes milkshakes if it wasn't obvious from the name. So as I was walking by I am thinking to myself about how hard it could be to make a milkshake. I decided that anyone could learn so I went into the store and as I was approaching the counter there was a girl who looked to be around my age with very dark eyeliner and a lot of piercings in her face taking peoples' orders. She seemed nice enough so when it was my turn before she could even start talking I told her that I wanted an application. She then told me that there was no need and for me to come by noon tomorrow and there would be someone to interview me.
I was so excited that I ran out of the store and did this weird jump that made me almost face plant. So anyways the good news is that I didn't face plant and I was able to hold onto the little bit of dignity I had left.
Now I am currently getting ready for this interview. I hid in the forest so that anyone who was walking on the beach would not be able to see me. That would be wayyyy too creepy to deal with. I wasn't sure what one would wear to an interview so I put on the only pair of non ripped jeans that I bought yesterday a formalish t-shirt and some flat shoes. I deemed it appropriate and began my way to the store.
Once I got there I was greeted by an older lady with a beaming smile. She was approaching me fast and I just stood there all awkwardly not expecting this kind of welcome. As soon as she gets within one foot of me she begins the conversation.
"You must be Aphrodite. Gretchen told me about you yesterday and I have just been so excited to meet you! Please have a seat so that we can talk a little."
I sat down feeling a lot more comfortable with this lady. I was feeling jittery because I am not a people person. But this woman made most of those feelings go away.
"So, I have to ask you a few things before we can actually hire you." She said.
I nodded my head in acknowledgement and then that's when the questions started.
First she introduced herself as Brenda. She asked many questions from my age to my previous work experience. Some of the questions I did have to lie on because I knew that if I told the truth I would not get the job. This took about ten minutes and then finally she stood up suddenly with her hand extended to my face. I gradually stood up and grabbed her hand also.
"You got the job! Be here same time tomorrow and we will have Gretchen start you on your training. It was very nice meeting you have a nice rest of your day."
Now remember how I said that I did a victory jump yesterday well today I did a victory dance and I was worse than the jump. I was too elated to care about the people watching. Then I started to think my coven and how my job there was to grow up and be the queen one day.
This made me feel sad but only for a brief moment because some jerk bumped into me while I was wallowing in my self pity. People can't even respect that a person wants to be depressed for one second.
I flew forward and fell on my knees with and cried out. Damn that hurt. I have never had this experience but it is similar to getting a cut on my tail. I was laid out on the ground glaring at the cement when the guy who pushed me turns around with a look of concern on his face.
I can't even call him a jerk anymore because he is H-O-T. I mean not as cute as the boy from the beach but he comes at a close second. He rushes over to me and for the second time today someone extends their hand to me. I look at it uncertainly but I grab it because I do need help. He pulls me so hard hard that I land right on his rock hard chest. I blush a deep red and he clears his throat and steps back a little.
"I did not mean to bump you like that, I was rushing somewhere and I didn't want to be late." He said regretfully.
I stared at him for a few seconds taking in his features. He had blond hair and hazel eyes that were expressing that he was sorry. I didn't want to make him feel bad anymore so I put my finger to his lips. Which was not a good idea at all because they were so soft and it made it awkward. I quickly remove my hand.
"Um... You don't have to apologize it's my fault for being a spaz and standing in the middle of the side walk." I say in a low voice.
He looks at me for a second then takes a glance at my body. Once he reaches my legs his eyes grow a little wider and he says, "Oh shit, you are bleeding let me help you with that."
He takes his bag off and crouches on the sidewalk so that he is face to face with my knee as if it couldn't be more weird. He takes a few things out of his bag that I don't recognize and he starts to apply this thing and it stings a little so wince. He looked up at my face and saw the wince and quickly apologized. I said no problem and once he finished putting the band-aid on he stood back on his feet.
"Thank you." I said shyly. He just smirks at me and nods. Then leaves.
I bend down to inspect the band-aid when I see numbers written on the band-aid. I didn't even see him pull a writing utensil out. I am guessing it's his number and he wants me to call him.
I sigh not knowing really how to react.
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Hey, I am sorry for the long wait I am just really busy with school but I am going to update more frequently. :)
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