KIDNAPPED PT 2?

Kidnapped PT 2 chapter one

****-some time has passed-

MARY POV

I throw my apron and bag down in frustration as soon as I enter my apartment. I hate my boss. I hate her! She's so rude!

"Mary? What's wrong?" I turn around to see my older sister Alex peeking in my room, with a worried expression on her face.

"Nothing, just a bad day at work," I say quietly. I just want to plop down on my bed and read or something. Between work and school I feel so stressed and exhausted. All I want to do is sleep and play with Sir Mittens. My beautiful cat makes me so happy, he makes me forget these rude teachers, and arrogant power hungry bosses.

Alex takes a step in my room and I sigh. I know she means well but I don't like being asked about my feelings. I like to be alone and drown in them. I stare at her as she makes her way to my bed. She's recently cut her hair so now it's comes down to her shoulders, unlike before when it used to fall down to her waist in gorgeous waves. Despite the move, she looks beautiful, she has make up on and she's wearing black skinny jeans with a white, long, loose t-shirt.

"Wanna talk about it?" She asks.

"Not really, where's Jess and Leslie?" I ask, referring to our other 2 sisters. Jess is Alex's newly found twin, and Leslie is our older sister.

"I'm not sure. I think Leslie stopped by to show us around but only Jess went. I stayed back and cleaned up," she says staring at the wall behind us.

"Oh, well I don't mean to be rude, but i have some homework to do and I want to finish it before it gets late, since I have school tomorrow," I said, getting up and reaching for my bag.

"Okay," Alex replies while standing up, she walks to my door and turns around to look at me before leaving, "I know you've had a rough couple of days, but hang in there, it'll get better." I give her a tight lipped smile and she closes the door.

I drop my bag and head back to my bed. I don't have homework, I finished it already. I just needed to be alone and not be questioned.

I think back to my horrible day at work. I work at a coffee shop down the street. I've only been there one week, because we have only been here in Los Angeles for two weeks. Jess, Alex and I decided to follow our big sister Leslie out here to California, after hearing what a beautiful place it was. My parents decided to spend their anniversary on a cruise, for a whole year. My brother Henry, stayed there to "house sit" but we all know he's using the house to throw huge parties.

Jess and Alex managed to find a beautiful three bedroom apartment close to where Leslie lives with her husband. I started school and work last week. Work is horrible, while school is surprisingly fun. The people are friendly and kind, I was so relieved.

My boss Angela is a 26 year old, power hungry, mood killing, evil, psycho who, for some reason has chosen me as her new target. She is so mean to me, always yelling at me in front of customers for one reason or another.

Today, she yelled at me because a customer sat down at one of my tables before I had a chance to clean it. I walked up to him and apologized for the messy table and proceeded to clean it. Angela comes and yells at me, saying it's completely unprofessional and apologizes to the man. The man is a little spooky. He had crazy white hair sticking out in all directions, just begging to be combed. He wore a long, black pea coat. He had glasses on with thick rims and he carried a black bag, similar to a suitcase, with tons of Manila folders and papers in them.

"No worries," he said, smiling and looks at me and grins showing his extra white teeth. I was so embarrassed, but the creepy grin this man gave me sent chills down my spine.