The hybrid

Chapter 2

Today i woke up feeling... weird. Like someting is going to happen today. Whatever.

I go downstairs, eat breakfast, get ready and i decided to go to a local book store to fill some time. The reason i need to fill time is that i'm only starting work in two weeks. I already got a job before i actually came here.

I used to work as as business woman for a big company and it turned out that this 'small village' is actually connected to multiple countries. So when i announced that i was moving my boss just send my papers to a company just like the one i was working for and i got the job right away, with the same position i had.

Looking at the time it is 11:00 so i grab my car keys, my phone and my wallet, i walk out and drive to the book store.

....

I have been in the book store reading for the past... 3 hours?! I completely lost track of time.

Looking at my phone i had a text from my mom from only 7 minutes ago. 'Hey sweety, could you maybe go to the bakery called "marth's pastries", some guests are coming over this afternoon. The bakery is close to the bookstore, i hope you don't mind. Love mama.' I send a quick 'ofcourse' and leave the book store.

Walking out of the book store i walk around trying to find the bakery. Suddenly a guy walks into my eye sight, he looks a few years older than me maybe 5, he is tall and built not like 5 times a week gym but more naturally lean, he had deep brown eyes and a smile on his face.

"Hello beauty, my name is Deamòn stone" he said while looking at me like he was trying to figure me out. "Angelicia mikealson" i awnsered unamised. "Don't be like that i am trying to help" he said looking a little... sad actually. "I'm looking for uhmmm... "martha's pastries" and i don't know where it is' i said getting a little anxiety. He suddenly acted a little strange and he's eyes became glazed, then when he abruptly said "you go straight down this street and take a right and it should be hard to miss from there" "thank you, i really appreciate it" i said with a gratefull look on my face. "Of course, but i actually really have to go now i'm sorry for cutting things so short. I hope to meet you again soon." Before i could say anything he was already gone, like he dissapeared in thin air.

Taking the directions Deamòn gave me i got to the bakery. I walked in with the smell of fresh baked chocolate cookies, bleuberry muffins and fresh brewed coffee. The inside of the bakery was a very retro and cozy vibe. Right away i was greated by a elder lady, maybe in her 70s, she had a warm smile on her face and said "goodafternoon honey, my name Martha how can i help you."

"Hi, i'm looking for *pulls out phone and reads her the pastries her mom wanted* if that's not to much to ask for" i said. "Ofcourse not honey, comming up right away" she answered. After 5 minutes he came back with everything, i paid, bid my goodbyes and left the story to go back home.