Her Lady

Nineteen

Y/Ns' pov

I woke up to my alarm clock beeping loudly on my nightstand and groaned as I pushed the top button to stop the noise from proceeding. My face was buried into my pillow before I propped my self up onto my elbows. My face fell into my hands and I rubbed my face to wake myself up.

Once I was awake enough to get out of bed and walk normally I swung my legs over the side of my bed. I looked out of the window that was near my bed and saw that it was still dark outside. I sighed while I stood up, I then stretched my muscles from the lack of use while sleeping. I walked to my dresser and grabbed my work clothes which was a black t-shirt with my jobs logo on it and a pair of socks and my denim jeans.

I walked to the bathroom and stripped myself of my clothes then got into the shower. When my shower was done I dried myself then got my clothes on and brushed my hair and teeth. I looked at myself in the mirror before I left the bathroom to make sure I looked presentable.

I walked back to my room, grabbed my phone then I put it in my pocket. I looked around and thought about it to make sure I had everything. I nodded to myself when I did then left my room while turning the light off.

I walked down the stairs and to the kitchen to grab myself a cup of water or maybe something to eat if I had time. I grabbed the cup of water, a bowl of cereal then sat down at the dining room table. I ate and drank while I looked through my phone in the mean time.

Once I was done with the my breakfast I put the dishes in the sink and walked to the front door. I slipped on my shoes and grabbed a jacket from the closet and put it on. I grabbed the keys from the hook, unlocked the front door then left my house while locking the front door back up.

I walked down the path to where the sidewalk was and got into my car. I turned the car on and drove to my workplace which is about a twenty minute drive from my house, and got out of my car.

I walked into the building and made sure to check myself in before I did anything else. Once I was checked in I went into the backroom and took off my jacket and hung it up. I put my car keys on a hook that was near where the the jackets were and left the room.

I walked out into where the bar was which was against the wall and started cleaning up a little and straightening all  alcohol and beverage bottles, the glasses, the chairs. I cleaned anything that looked dirty and fixed anything that looked out of place.

I was sweeping behind the counter when I heard the door open and saw one of my coworkers walking in with a smile on her face. "Hello Y/N." She waved at me and checked herself in quickly.

"Hey Layla." I said crouching down and sweeping the dirt into the dust pan and standing up. She walked over to the bar and sat down in one of the seats. I threw the dirt away and put the dustpan and broom in the cleaning supplies room and closed the door. "What are you doing here so early?" I asked leaning my palms on the edge of the bar and looked at her.

Layla was one of those girls that was very unique compared to anyone else you saw. Everyone is unique in their own way but she was still a little different, but in the best way possible. She had light pink hair with her roots still as her natural hair color because she didn't care what other people would think. She also wore very colorful clothes, she had a cute but mature sense of style too. She wore makeup but it was very light and not cakey like how some girls wear there own makeup. Again people do what they want though, they are getting absolutely no judgment from me.