Under The Bed Of Carnation

.03.

After we decided on a menu, we went home, but today I got a shift to do. So I walked to Regina.

"Uh, hey. Are you going to the bakery today?" I asked her.

"I don't know for sure..." She answered.

"But I'm new, could you tell me what should I be doing?" I asked her again.

"Well... Operate the bakery like everyone else just do what they did." She said.

"But what about you? Sorry if I asked too much." I asked again.

"It's fine. I also did my job. I make the cake at apartment. Also I did experiment with some recipe." She answered.

Regina notices something ringing on her pocket. It's a call from someone.

"Hello? Oh, there already? Sure." She said and hung up..

"Who was it?" I mentally slapped myself because I asked so many goddamn questions.

"Oh, it's Ryan. He always ride me home."

I felt a pang of jealousy hits me. Is Ryan already taken by Regina or something? They do seem close to eachother.

And there's a goddamn nice white colored car with two black stripes on them.

And Regina just walked to the car and opened the front door...-

"SHUT UP. I KNOW! NO NEED TO DAMN REPEAT, RYAN!" Regina shouted at Ryan.

Are they in a quarrel or something?

"Hey, hop in." Regina said to me.

"Oh? Uh? Why?" I asked in confusion.

"We are going to take you to the bakery. And then me and Ryan are going home."

"Well... I don't want to bother..-"

In a second with two hands. Regina picked me up and took me inside the car and then told Ryan to go after she went inside.

"WHAT THE FUCK REGINA?!" I shouted.

"You're going to be late for work if you don't get in." Regina explained.

Ryan glance at Regina. "Gina, aren't you his boss or something?" He asked

"That doesn't mean I tolerate late workers." Regina answered.

"Oh, and please do not dirty my holy car. Well I bring them to the car wash everyday. It's a routine but I do not tolerate any bacteria inside." Ryan said in a freaking monotone voice

Regina just sigh loudly. "Ryan, shut the fuck up. You sound like a fucking broken radio" she protested.

Since Ryan and Regina is on the front seat. I'm all alone on the backseat. Maybe it's a good question to ask....

"Hey, are you two dating? You guys are having a quarrel?" I said it.

Regina chokes and Ryan aburptly stops the car.

*THUD*

"FUCK YOU RYAN" Regina said as she holds her head. I'm sure she hits something...

"And hell no! This masky is my childhood friend. And well vice versa. I don't give any damn about dating anyone too." Regina said.

"I currently have no interest on dating people... well study is important." Ryan said.

So these two people are...

ASEXUALS?!?!

Ryan started driving again. "So, you two are Asexual or someshit?" I asked.

"Hm... yeah. Actually, Ryan doesn't have any preference on dating anyone... But for now he just wanted to study." Regina said. I have to thank my lord and savor Lesbian Jesus and Pan God for giving me a chance with Ryan HOT-DANM Ellscott.

We finally made it to the bakery... sadly. I got out and thanks Ryan and Regina (mostly Ryan) for the ride.

Since I'm new I'm going to talk to another co-worker. I walked inside and looked around. There is one staff there, She has a brown hair that was styled in pigtails. She has green eyes and freckled cheeks.

"Hi there. May I take your order, boy?" She said to me.

"No I'm here for my shift... It's my second day." I replied.

"Oh! You're Ren? Welcome to the bakery then." The girl said.

"Oh uh thanks... Umm-"

"Call me Alissa. I work on the same shift as yours." She answered.

"Ah yeah when do we start?  I still needed a training." I said to her.

"You came to the right person! Come in, change your clothes. This is a dirty job!" She said as she pulled me inside.

So I went on a training with her. She said she already worked here for two years. And she said she already has a fiance. Well that concludes that she is older than me.

While we are waiting for customers, we talked a little.

"So how's highschool? Is it fun?" She asked me.

"Well. Quite boring. And all I do is skip certain classes. Be a delinquent with a reputation... Things like that." I answered.

"You're a delinquent? Well not a surprise I guess. Looking from your hair I could guess. But I never thought you were going to work part time on a small bakery. How come?"

"Well, I may be a different. But that doesn't mean I am a bad guy. That's what my sister told me." I answered.

"You have a sister? I bet she is proud of you."

"Maybe. But...  My sister is nowhere to be found. Even I can't find her... Or him... If I could say that." I answered.

"What about you then? What is your high school story?" I asked.

"I never went on one."

That Is her answer.