Fate Is Real

Chapter 3

My alarm went off and I hit. It felt like I just went to sleep and now I must get up. I got up and got dressed.

Walked out of my room and went to the living room. The girls were still asleep, so I walked out of the room.

I got on the elevator and went down. The door opened, and I walked out. I walked out of the hotel and started walking down the dirt road.

Maybe he is in a better mood this morning. But then again, I would not hold my breath. I still don't understand why it's bothering me so much, that he was rude to me.

I finally go to the cafe. I opened the gate and walked in. I shut the gate behind me. I walked towards the door and knocked on it.

Suddenly, Luka comes around the corner.

" Come behind here."

I walked towards him.

" We don't open that door until open time."

" Ok." We walked to the cafe where the back door was open.

" What do you want me to do?"

" Follow me."

He walked into the cafe, and I followed him. Walking into the cafe made me hungry. It smelled so good.

" Do you know how to work a register?"

I was so afraid of saying kind of.

" Kind of."

He rolled his eyes at me.

" Come over here." I walked to him, and he showed me how to work it.

" Do you want me to go slower?"

" You know what?"

" What?"

" Nothing and no, I got it."

" Now, the truck is here, will you be able to handle helping me with that?"

I walked towards the back door, and there was a truck backing up to the door. Suddenly, I'm on the ground with Luka on top of me.

" Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

He got up, and I stood up.

" I was fine; I wasn't even outside of the door. So what is your problem?" He just shook his head.

The guy came out of the truck. Luka walked towards him.

" Hello, Luka."

" Good morning, Gus."

I was standing there waiting. The guy looked straight at me.

" Oh, who is the looker?"

Luka looked at me.

" She is an American, working here on her vacation, she is rude."

" She looks good, though."

" I guess if you like that type."

" You don't?"

" She is alright." Gus shook his head.

" Just sign here and I will start unloading the boxes."

Gus handing Luka a clipboard. Gus walked towards me.

" How are you doing this beautiful morning?"

" I'm good thank you and how about you?"

" Good, now."

I smiled and looked down. He walked to the truck and opened the back. He climbed in and started getting the boxes out.