Change From a Bite

Newbie

Katy's P.O.V

 I arrived at work early then I normally do. I thought it would be better if I arrived early to help out with my co-workers since I figured that they could be shook up from the attack. Turns out I was right and wrong.

When I got out of another Katy, goes by Kate, came running to me after I parked my car and got out. She tackled me into a hug like she always does, knowing how much I like hugs from my friends. "Oh, my god! Katy! It was scary last night!" She cried.

I held her back, my keys dangling on my fingers. "The wolf attack?" I wasn't sure what she scared of, but I'm guessing that it is the wolf attack.

Kate nodded. "I was lucky to be gone and like always, no one knows where you went. We knew you clocked out, but we weren't sure if it got you or not."

I pulled her back and looked at her. "You mean you don't know who got attacked?"

Kate shook her head. "The person who found the victim gave no name but did call the police."

"Who found the victim then?" I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Kate shrugged. "Someone who is new to the job."

"We got a newbie?"

Kate nodded.

"Who is it?"

She shrugged again. "I was out here waiting for you. You know how much I adore you." She smiled and hooked an arm around my neck in tease.

I giggled as I nearly fallen over from the weight of her arm. "Only because I have the same name as you."

Kate laughed. "That and you are cute. Like a little sister. Dante is lucky to have a girl like you. Speaking of which. How was your night with Romeo on living with him for the first time?"

I smiled as I pulled her arm off of my neck. "It was good. Already feel like home."

"That is good. It should feel like home," Kate giggled.

I continue to smile. "So, where is the newbie?"

Kate shrugged. "In the lounge meeting with the others?"

I shrugged also as she and I headed inside the door and head to the lounge. When we got in, I saw allot of people gathering in a group around a guy with blond white hair, combed back and dressed in a suite. I don't know why, but he reminded me of Draco Malfoy from Harry Potter. I couldn't help but try to control my smirk of surprise . The guy looked up at me and Kate as we moved to our lockers to get ready for work.

"Well hello there," he said in a romantic tone.

Kate looked up at him then nudged me in warning that he's looking at me.

Before I opened my locker, the guy placed his hand over the locker next to mine. "I'm Roman. Just moved here from Canada, eh?" He did had an accent of a Canadian. "And what's your name, lovely gale?" He reached out and went to take my hand to kiss then stopped when he saw the promise ring that Dante gave me when we were in our early relationship.

"Kathryn." I answered, saying my real name. "But every one calls me Katy."

"Katy," Roman whispers. "That's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl." He took my hand again and kissed my knuckles.

Kate tap my shoulder and whispered in my ear. "Should I tell him to get lost and to leave you alone?"

I shook my head. He's bound to find out later. I figured.

"So . . . Katy, what do you do?" Roman smiled as he leaned against the locker next to mine.

"Stocking and fetching the shopping carts," I answered as I opened my locker, throwing my purse and phone in along with my Walkman player. Roman looked at the door of my locker that's covered in pitchers of me and Dante together and with friends along with me with my friends I graduated from school and with family along with poems and letters Dante made for me as I removed my sweater to hang inside.

"Cool. So do I on stocking. I see you and your brother get along." Roman nods to the pitchers.

I looked up at two pitchers of me and my brother together then looks down to get my vest. "Used to . . . he died two years ago." I said in sorrow.

Roman looked at me in sorrow. "I'm so sorry. How did he die?"

I bit my lip. Even after two years of his death, I still don't understand how he died. All I was lead to believe from my family was that he was left to die by his so called friends. I gripped my locker, lightly digging my nails in the metal to calm myself from crying. "I don't want to answer that. It's a touchy subject for me."

Roman nods. "What about your other brother?" he nods to the pictures again. "He seems to love you allot from the smiles and all these pictures and notes."

I looked at him in confusion then back at my locker then chuckled and looked back at him. "He isn't my brother," I said as I closed my locker door and locking it, "He's my boyfriend." And after that I turned around and head to work. Leaving Roman speechless. 

Hey my readers.  Sorry for posting late.  Had some trouble on getting ideas and I was buisy with life.  Sorry for the chapter being short.  Hope you enjoy.  :-)

~T. Survivor