Punks Not Dead! (5sos)

I stand shifting my weight from one foot to another as I wait inline to get served. I've been waiting in this line for ages to get served. I peer down the line so see if there is any sign that this line is moving or not. Oh. What a surprise, I'm met with the diss appointing picture of an obnoxious girl behind the counter ignoring the angry line of customers stretching further and further by the minute.

I let out a frustrated sigh and glare at my watch. If this line doesn't start moving soon I'm going to miss out on my lunch break. I've been standing here for about 15 minutes and I've only got 10 more until I have to be back to take care of the shop. I glance around at the people around me before coming to a desition.

"Fuck this" I mumble to myself stomping out of line. I start to walk around the food court looking for any type of food that's moderately appealing. Something caught my eye, a little pink frozen yogurt stand that's quite cute looking. As I walk up to it I'm greeted my a small Asian woman smiling at me, I return the smile and check my watch. Only 6 minutes left. Shit. I examine the shop only to find that it's self serve, perfect! This will be quick then. The small Asian woman gives me a cup and gestures towards what looks like a soft serve machine. There were three of them lined up stuck to the side of the stand. I turned to the one with the chocolate picture on the top and pulled the lever down, before I knew it I had 3 different types of frozen yogurts mixed together with a billion toppings on it. I quickly paid for it and stuffed it down my throat, experiencing a few brain freezes in the process. Glancing at my watch I ran as fast as I could back to the shop in hopes Ill make it back on time. After narrowing missing a group of painfully slow walkers I made it back to the shop just in time. I slithered through the entrance and slipped behind the counter hopefully without anyone seeing me.

"Just in time again I see?" Said a voice next to me. I jumped in surprise, and snapped my head in the direction it came from. I let out a sigh seeing it was only Jane, a friend of mine who also works with me.

"Fucking hell Jane!" I said still catching my breath from the running I did before. "You scared me!"

Jane let out a chuckle " Your just lucky I'm not Jadene, if she saw you almost being late again then she would have your head!" Jane said slightly overreacting a bit. Buts she's right, this was the fifth time I'm almost late. It's just there is always so much people in the food court that I loose track of time waiting in lines, like today. But for some reason there seems to be way more people than usual here.

"Jadene's not here though! And besides she's a good manager and wouldn't fire me, I'm too valuable." I said smirking at the last part. Jane just laughed at my remark and kept on stacking the hair products we just got in.

I turned my attention back to the shop, glancing around to find a few people around, mostly browsing through the

Makeup and some looking through the tattoo booklets. If you haven't noticed already, I work in a beauty salon. But it's different than other ones, the shops called 'Alternative Beauty'.. Yep... The name pretty much explains it, we do a verity of things such as hairdressing, tattooing, waxing, makeup and piercings. Which is my speshlty, I'm the head piercer here. But Im also a tattoo artist and hairdresser here, my friend Jane is the head make up artist. I normally cover the counter though. Just standing around listening to rocking music while piercing people, yeah! It's a great job.

"Hey sweet cheeks!" Jane said bringing a box over and slamming it on the counter In front of me. " look at the new hair colours we just got in!"

She takes a pocket knife out of her pocket and slices the tape concealing the card board box. I peer inside and can't help but let a smile explode on my face as I see the multiple colours filled to the brim of the box.