Small Things

Chapter Five

We all decide on pizza for lunch and luckily Erik and Sophia know the area well and bring me to their favorite. Over lunch Sophia writes down all the information that I need for my first day of work on Tuesday. We continued with different small talk until the bill is brought to the table. I demanded that I was going to pay for the meal for all of their help, Erik objects and then finally agreed to let me pay. He brings the bill up to the counter; he returns to the table and hands my card back to me saying lunch is on him. What a shithead!

It was about two when they dropped me back off at my apartment. It does not feel like that much time has passed while we were at the restaurant. I guess it's true, time fly's when you're having fun. When I get upstairs I sit down on the couch and flip on the TV. After I find something to watch I realize that I am exhausted. Maybe it's all the excitement of today with getting a job and finding my possible new best friend and her very attractive brother, or maybe it's the concussion. Either way I grab the blanket off the back of the couch and snuggle up and doze off.

When I wake up its dark outside, I look at my phone and its six thirty and I have two new text messages. The first is from Sophia.

Sophia: Hey Girlie! How are you feeling? As bad as it sounds I'm glad you got hurt outside our house!  Maybe it was fate for us to become friends! I think your pretty great and cannot wait to see you on Tuesday!

Me: Hey, sorry I fell asleep on the couch. I am feeling pretty good. It is a little crazy to think a small bit of clumsiness has brought you guys and a job into my life in one day!

Sophia: I know right! Karma is apparently on our side. Mitch just got home, I better go. Let me know if you need anything, have a good night.

Me: You too, thanks!

I move to the next message which is surprisingly from Erik.

Erik: Hey I hope you don't mind that I saved your number. I just wanted to check and see how your feeling?

Me: Its fine, I don't mind. I was exhausted when I got home so I took a nap. I'm feeling pretty good now though. Headache is starting to go away and soreness isn't quite as bad.

Erik: Good I'm glad to hear.

Me: I'm not sure if I said this earlier but thank you for all your help. I really appreciate. Also thanks for not being a murderer and killing me.

Erik doesn't reply in the quick manner as he just had. Maybe I stepped over the line with the murderer joke and now he just thinks I'm weird, great. Just as I am about to go pout about how stupid that was, my phone beeps. Oh good it's from Erik, maybe I didn't totally screw this up on day one.

Erik: Ha-ha I guess I could say the same thing about you as well.

I make dinner and do a little bit of cleaning around the apartment.  I shoots few random text messages back and forth with Erik. I need to work on getting rid of these boxes since the chance of me having guests over has greatly increased in the last twenty four hours. I also need to find the box with my dress clothes in it so I have something for work on Tuesday. Sophia said I could wear jeans and a t-shirt, but that doesn't seem very work appropriate so I'm not sure if she was kidding. I figure its best to be overdressed on the first day than underdressed. Before I know it's already almost ten and I am exhausted again.

Me: I am going to head to bed. I am exhausted. Thank you again for everything! Good night.

Erik: That sounds like a good idea. I've been lying in bed waiting for you to get tired. I did not sleep well last night worrying about you. Good night and sleep tight Emma.