Between The Lines

Between The Lines- Chapter 1

I woke up to the dreaded sound of my alarm around 6:00 this morning and slapped the snooze button several times before forcing myself to get up and get around for work.

I walked into my bathroom and sighed at myself in the mirror. I turned on the shower and pulled off my sweatpants and T-shirt.

When I stepped into the shower, the cold water sent a chill through me, waking me up entirely. I turned the knob over and let the water warm up a little.

I grabbed the shampoo bottle and began washing my hair. My head was pounding and I didn't feel like spending my day at the diner.

By the time I had finished getting around, it was 7:13. I grabbed my keys and apron before looking at myself in the mirror one more time.

My blonde hair was curled and I had decided to wear skinny jeans. I had on a light blue tank top and I grabbed a red, plaid, button-up to throw on over it. I didn't bother buttoning up the shirt, I figured I'd do it later.

I headed out the door of my apartment complex and unlocked the door to my car.

I put the key in the ignition and the engine sputtered a couple times before dying completely.

"Great." I muttered under my breath as I pulled my phone out from my pocket. I scrolled through my contacts and stopped at my co-worker, Rebecca.

After calling her twice and it going to voicemail both times, I'd decided I would take the subway.

My apartment complex was about a block away from the subway station but the walk there was bitter and cold. I had figured it would be seeing how it was the middle of January.

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As I boarded the subway, I reached in my pocket and took my phone out. I gently pressed down on the power button and my lock-screen popped up. The time read 7:40. I found myself praying the subway doors would close so I wouldn't be extremely late.

On cue, doors began to shut and a man quickly pushed his way through them. He wore black skinny jeans, black boots, a navy blue shirt, and his brown curls peeked out from under a gray beanie.

I eyed the tattoos on his arms as he found himself a place to stand. He noticed me staring and smirked. I quickly looked away and tried to find something else to occupy my mind.

After what seemed like hours, the doors opened and I got exited the subway. I glanced back for the man but he was gone. I climbed up the stairs and made my way to the sidewalk. I finally reached the diner and rushed in.

"Sorry I'm late, Gloria!" I yelled into the kitchen as I tied my apron around my waist.

"Carly, what happened?" She asked peering at me from behind the order window.

"My car wouldn't start and I had to take the subway." I explained.

"You're not that late..." She glanced at her watch. "It's only 8:09."

"We opened at 7:45." I objected

"I managed without you." She laughed. "You're fine."

"Thank you." I sighed. I couldn't believe how horrible my morning had gone... And little did I know, it was about to get much worse.

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*AUTHOR'S NOTE*

If you're reading this, thank you! :) I'm not even sure if I like it but I have a lot planned for it so maybe it will turn out better than expected? Leave comments of what you think so far... I can take criticism. ;)