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Chapter 3
Get up, wish she had food in the house, she though, staring at the pantry for ten minutes before getting dressed. In the black pants, black shirt, and black non-slip shoes; this is basically her every morning, except the uniform change. It is her first day. Wow, her first day!
Anxiously, she finishes getting ready and feeds Mr. Kibbles before she heads out the door. The walk to the cafe isn't outrageous, it was peaceful to be quite honest.
The chime rings as she walks in ready as she will ever be. Nervously, she makes eye contact with a few customers. They can sense the anxiety building inside of, her she can feel it. All the eyes burning into her skin, her breaths began coming shorter.
Palms sweaty, hands itching to fiddle with her neckless as a habit. Chills suddenly run up and down her spine. As she put one foot in front of the other, carrying her to the counter.
She doesn't see Shawn anywhere.
The one person she is comfortable around is not here on her first day. Damn.
A taller, broad female with a name tag that reads 'Leah' was standing closest to the counter plating pastries for the customers. Skilled movements indicate that this task has been practiced until made perfect.
Minutes go by standing patiently for the barista to notice her. Then the front door behind her makes a loud clang, catching both females attention.
"Oh, I'm sorry. How may I help you?" she quickly greets Emily, clearly apologetic that she had not noticed her sooner.
"I am Emily, and this is my first day... I'm new." Nerves push her words out quicker than her mouth can move. She grabs at her neckless around her neck and feels the cool metal against her fingers, calming.
Breath in, breath out.
"Oh, so you are the Emily! Shawn never shuts up about you. I think I've seen you a couple of times."
Shawn talks about me? Confused as to why he would, no reasons coming to mind.
"- says your the coolest and that your super pretty, which I now can see what he means. Oh, I'm sorry I'm rambling. Let us get you to the boss man. I mean Garrett. He should be able to get you started." Emily numbly nodding her head as the brunette spouted out a million words a minute.
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