A Life Unfolds (Undertaker x oc)

Being an Apprentice Day 1

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock going off. I looked to see what time it was and it was FIVE oclock in the MORNING!!! I don't even get to sleep till eight. That crazy man is going to drive me crazy. I got out of bed and got dressed in the uniform Undertaker gave me yesterday, after taking a shower of course. I was to tired to take a bath when I got home, I just went straight to bed. In my defense it was two in the morning when I got home. I had to redue my whole schedule because of the apprenticeship. I also had to knock the rest off the people off my list which took longer than expected. I narrowed it down to two people which was a big help. So yeah sorry for going the extra mile and making a b line for my bed when I got home. Not.

The uniform was a white buttoned up shirt with a black and white stripped vest to go over it along with a red tie to go with it. The pants were black and the boots were black as well. I put on a black jacket to go with it. I don't feel safe without a jacket on, it's a weird fetus of mine. I wore my hair the same as I do everyday, up and out of my way. I grabbed my notebook, put on my glasses and headband and I headed towards that crazy mans shop.

I arrived at his shop after riding in a carriage for fifteen minutes. Turns out his shop isn't far from where I live. It's creepy, really creepy actually. I knocked on his shop door and that same head popped out of the door. Same scar, same long silver hair with two braids and bangs that covered his eyes, and that same black floppy top hat he wears. He gave me that same creepy smile and said "seems like your not blushing today Miss.Julis," and chuckled. I swear that guy....... I said in an irritated vocie "no sadly, I brought my walls today, but apparently they seem to be failing." Just how is this man able to make me falter. These walls that I've built around me have not failed once since I made them. They've lasted for six years and they haven't even shown the slightest bit of slipping. Yet in just one week this man makes them slip. I'm starting to feel emotion again and it's not a good thing. Undertaker, just what are you doing to me? Undertaker snapped his fingers in front of my face breaking me out of my thoughts. He said "my, my you can't be spacing out before you've even started your job. Come on now we've got work to do." I followed him inside his shop and noticed a jar of dog treats sitting on the counter. I shrugged it off and decided I would worry about it later.

Undertaker gave me a list of things to do as he got started on another corpse to prepare for a person's most important day of their life, their funeral. The list said: clean the coffins, walls, and any furniture you see, sweep the floor, and polish them, shine and polish the coffins as well, dust the shop, tidy everything up, clean up any thing else that catches your eye since I know you have keen ones, and close up the shop. P.S. I'll give you the spare key before I leave. This was going to be a long day and having him watch my every move is not helping. AT ALL! It makes it worse actually, much worse. Well here goes nothing,Rin.