Made For You

Chapter 3

After taking my sleeping medicine it didn't take me long to fall asleep. I've been having strange dreams lately. Where I would be kissing strangers and felt like I was in love with them. It was very peculiar. Tonight instead of one of those dreams I was in a very heavy sleep where all I remember is darkness. I love to dream but that is my favorite type of sleep.

I woke up around 10 in the morning because I had to be at work at 11. I rushed to take a shower and get dressed. It was a simple outfit black leggings, a long tank top and a hoodie. I love these types of outfits because they are so comfortable. I put my converse on, grab a banana and then take my purse off the table by the door. I get in my car and plug my phone into the aux. I eat the banana and pull out of the drive way.

I work at a book store which just so happens to have a Dunkin' Donuts next door. I look at the time and realize that it's 11:10. Well it's a good thing I work for my grandma and that she wouldn't fire me. If I get her some coffee and the donuts that she loves, she'll forgive me. After running into Dunkin' I slowly walk into the store. The smell of old and new books fill my nose and makes me instantly calm. The smell of books has always calmed me. I love reading and being transported into different worlds. It's one of my favorite distractions. I walk to the back lounge area for employees and set the bag and coffees down, followed by my purse.

"Didn't think you'd show up" my grandmother says, teasingly, approaching me from the area by the bathrooms.

"I brought you something" I say with a big cheesy grin as I hand her the bag and her coffee.

"Bribery the glue that hold all grandchildren and grandparents together" she hugs me and smiles. Then she goes on to tell me about a women who ordered ten books for her book club and when to have the orders ready. Then how this guy Bob from her dating app wants to meet but that she doesn't know if she wants to.

My grandfather died four years ago and he was the love of her life. They were meant to be together. They had a story that would put every Nicholas Sparks book to shame. It's crazy how the universe can work. My grandmother told me that before she meant my grandfather she had these dreams. In the dreams there would be a guy and in each dream he got closer but she couldn't make out his face. She had all kinds of feelings attached to this man. Then she meant my grandfather and she knew instantly it was him from the dreams. She dreamt that he was right in front of her and it was him and knew for sure. She "Dear John"-ed the man she was with and started seeing my grandfather. Ever since he passed she knows she won't find anyone that will mean anything near what he does. She's only 60 now so she is trying to find a friend on these dating apps.

I break out of my thoughts and tell her that she should feel ready to meet the person and shouldn't have second guesses because there are a lot of creeps out there. She tells me that she has to leave for a doctors appointment and that she won't be back. I hug her and start getting the order for 2:30 ready.

I love this job because my grandmother is so lenient but it can get boring sometimes. School hasn't started yet so we don't get many students or teachers in here. We normally get mostly old people. There are a few local book worms that come in here randomly but they normally save up and buy in bulk so they don't have to keep coming in all the time. The book store is pretty nice. It's always been my grandmas dream to own one and mine to work in one. After she got a pretty hefty social security check she was able to save up a bit more and buy one. We had to fix it up a lot and it took about a year to be ready. It's not the fanciest but it's very well put together.

Business isn't that bad though like I said we get most of our customers when school starts but other than that we aren't doing poorly. After 2:30 hit the customers died down and I finished all of my work. I decided to message my friend Laila. She's my only friend I have and she's pretty amazing. We meant through social media. We couldn't be more alike but it's frustrating not being able to meet someone that impacts your life so much. She's honestly the only person I can be real with. We have the best friendship that I've ever had. We don't judge each other and we support each other. There's not much we could do to make the other mad due to the fact that we don't see each other in person and it wouldn't really effect our lives much. All of the other friends I've had spread rumors in school and such, with Laila it can't happen because we have no one in common. We wouldn't do that to each other anyway. She's my sister from a British mister.

Me: Hey girl 😁

Laila: Hey 😁

Me: What are you up to?

Laila: Just listening to music laying in bed.

Me: I keep forgetting the time difference lol. I'm was gonna say it's only 4 why are you in bed? 😂

Laila: It is confusing, isn't it? 😂 What are you up to?

Me: Bored at work 😐. My grandma isn't here today and no one has come in since half past two.

Laila: Leave early.

I'm joking don't.

Me: Yeah, I don't think grams would be to happy about that one. She already tolerates me being late. Being late and leaving early isn't gonna make her very happy.

Laila: You were late again? 😂😂

Me: Yeah 🙄 but I brought her coffee and a doughnut.

Laila: Of corse you did 😂 I have to go Drew is calling me and I'm gonna sleep after. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Have a great rest of your day!

Me: I see how it is misters before sisters 😂 I'm joking. Sleep well! Thanks, have a good time on the phone with your bae 😂

Laila: 😫👍🏻

Laila hates the word bae which is funny because I used to use it all the time. I think it's cute because it stands for Before Anyone Else but she thinks it's some stupid word for people who can't say babe for some reason. Laila and Drew have been together for a year which is half the time that I've known her. I'm a bit jealous because they are total couple goals. They always take those cute couple photos that look like they are off tumblr. They have a really good relationship and I'm so happy for her. Laila is 17, a year younger than I am but, she's so mature and that's why we get along so well.

The door chime letting me know that someone is coming into the shop rings braking me out of my thoughts. I raise my head to look at the door seeing a tall and handsome man walking in. He looks to be around 6 feet tall with black hair. He's not to muscular and he's wearing a gray beanie, black flannel type shirt with a dark red shirt, black skinny jeans and men's combat books. My cheeks heat up as I realize that I've been looking at him far too long. He doesn't seem to notice as he's staring straight ahead. Normally I would speak up and ask if he needs help finding anything but he's really good looking, I can feel my heart racing and my hands shaking. Not now anxiety, I've had enough of you. I start to feel really warm and tingly as he starts walking over.

"Hi, um, do you sell comics?" He says with his soft and charming voice.

"Y-yeah in the back through that doorway is a room filled with them" I say super fast because I'm nervous. He replies with a thank you and walks away.

I'm so stupid I should've been like "Yeah, want me to show you where they are?" Then he'd say "That would be great" then we would talk and laugh on the way there. He will notice a sparkle in my eye and kiss me and we would live happily ever after. Who am I kidding he probably has a girlfriend. I'm nothing special anyway. I was broken out of my thoughts when he set the comics down on the counter.

"I love the Archie comics, they are great." I said noticing it was my favorite comics.

"Yeah I heard they were making it into a tv show and I wanted to read the comics before I watch it." He said seeming a bit surprised that I like them.

"That's great I can't wait to see it" I said excitedly. The conversation ended right after that he paid and left. I didn't have many customers after him and I couldn't help thinking about him the rest of the day. His piercing blue eyes and the way the beanie went with his black hair coming through the front and curling down the left side of his face. He's looks like the man of my dreams.