We Are Mean't To Be

Annihilated

 Annihilated

I woke up at six this mourning did my usual. I had decided to put on a black turtle neck, sleeve less top and a black skirt over it that reached just above my knees and black high heel boots, my leather jacket, my amulet under my top and bracelet on and my curly hair cascading down my back to my bottom and no makeup as usual. I made my way down the hallway silently, then down the steps and to the kitchen, made my coffee and cereal and watched some TV until Viv came down stairs and I asked to burrow her car.

“Why and what happened to your bike?” asked Vivian wanting a good explanation

“I let a friend borrow it until this afternoon and I need to go to work today, so I need a car or at least a lift” I answered calmly.

“A friend?” asked Viv “And sure I will drop you but tell me more about this friend of yours, we haven’t even been here a week and you of all people made a friend?” she said like she was about to burst out laughing.

“Friends” I stated “And what, I can’t make friends?” I mean I know I was a bit anti-social but seriously was it so hard to believe that I could make friends.

“Well of course you can but it’s very rare I mean I have never seen you have friends before nor communicate with anyone really.” She continued.

“Just be glad for me and get ready to drop me please” I said while pleading with my eyes.

“Okay honey” she said and went upstairs.

When she came down stairs which I swore took her hours to get ready it was now nine o’clock. We went into the truck and drove to town in silence just watching the scenery. We finally arrived at the pharmacy where Viv kissed me on the cheek and said goodbye, walked into the store and the medical scent hit me in the face,; making me cringe a little. The scent will take a little getting used to.

“Hello” I said softly while looking for the little old lady.

“In the back dearie” the woman called from further in the store.

I walked to the back and passed the counter and made my way into what seemed to be a storage room where she was going through boxes of stuff.

“Hi how are you?” she asked in a sweet old lady voice.

“Fine thank you, and you?” I asked.

“Oh just old age” she replied with a chuckle, that made me smile.

“Well for your pay you twenty dollars an hour and you work from ’10 am to 2pm’, sounds good?” she said.

“Perfect” I said with a grin, “anything I can do to help?” I asked with a wide grin on my face. I was so excited to actually have a job.

“Lift those boxes and put it up there for me please” she said pointing to a stack of boxes and then to the highest shelf, with that she left to go sit by the counter and wait for customers. It took me five minutes to finish what she asked and I then went by the counter a stood there. After a few minutes she asked me my name.