My Lovely Stalker

6

Fern woke up to an amazing start the next morning. Usually, in the morning, just as she walks out the door, there's always a big gift basket. That morning, when she walked out the door, the porch was empty. Nothing was there except for her welcome mat.

Great Fern thought.

She got ready for work and went to work.

Let's see if Andre comes back here today with his beautiful platinum card.. Fern mocked.

She began working. Her heart was pounding. Excited for lunch. She was extremely positive that she wouldn't be caught in the act.

At 12.00, like always, the doorbell chimed. Andre walked in holding Kierra's hands this time.

" Good day sir, would you like the VIP room again? " I asked. I was told to welcome Andre if he comes. Well, he's here now.

" Not today, I'll just take the outdoor area please, " Andre said sadly.

A faint sad feeling popped in Fern's heart.

Wait, what! Why am I feeling bad for him? He's the one constantly annoying me just because he got rejected, I shouldn't feel bad, Fern thought.

She erased her thoughts and guided Andre with Kierra to the outdoor area.

That lunch was full of whining by Kierra. Of course, since the blazing sun was shining over Montreal, being outside would be something you wouldn't want to do. Andre and Kierra debated a bit about the order. Since Andre lost his debit cards, he automatically loses all his money. Fern just wanted to cackle in success but of course it will draw too much attention. Finally after intense debates from the couple, they came up with an order which Fern wrote on her notepad.

She gave the order to the cook and waited for it to be done before taking it to Andre's table.

" Here you are, " Fern said politely.

She placed the order at the table and headed back inside.

A lot of quarrelling was heard from the inside. But Fern didn't care. She enjoyed her lunch in the staff room with all her friends. They were all talking about the latest gossip. Andre lost all his money. Of course Fern didn't tell them that she took his debit cards...

It's for good use... Fern thought.

That night, Fern sat on her desk thinking what she could do next to make Andre's life miserable. Even though she enjoys it, there's always a hint of sadness in her heart when she does it. She will then start scolding herself, you like this, you enjoy doing this, it's for a good use, he deserves it, Fern told herself.

Since she couldn't get any ideas, she walked away from her desk and lied on her bed. Staring at the ceiling.

Suddenly, her phone vibrated. She sat up to answer it.

" Hello, "

" Yes, you have done a great job, congratulations, we'll take it from now, good job Fern Allegra, "

" Great, thanks, bye "

Fern put her phone down and lied back down to sleep.

The next morning, she got up and prepared for work. As she walked out of her bedroom she slapped her forehead.

Grandma, grandma, why do you have to be so forgetful all the time! Fern said to herself.

She forgot to get bread yesterday for breakfast this morning.

Uh, I guess I just have to go to work on an empty stomach Fern said. She sighed and put on her shoes ready to walk out. But when she opened the door, something caught her eye.

There was a bright pink box outside on the welcome mat. The top of it says 'FERN' in big bold letters. Fern kneeled down to grab and open it. They were donuts! A dozen donuts! There was a letter stuck on top. Fern opened it, it says.

Good Morning Sunshine!

Never forget to be the light of someone's day just like you are to me!

Here's a little something to help brighten up your day.

As you may know, someone stole my credit cards and now I don't really have money. I'm planning on selling my houses to get more money. Thankfully, I can still buy you sweet little treats.

Love,

Andre

Fern was touched. Andre would do this... For her? The girl who stole his credit card?

Fern slapped herself back to reality. No. No, no. No feeling guilty. That word must be washed out of existence! 

Fern took a glazed donut and stuffed it in her mouth. That'll do for breakfast. She put the box of donuts in her kitchen and went out to get on her bike and head to the cafe.

" Morning people! " Fern greeted.

" Morning, " Nicholas replied. Everyone was still busy sweeping the floors of the cafe. They're all getting ready to open the cafe.

Fern quickly put her bag down and took a broom to sweep the floor with her friends.

" Hey Fern, " Nicolas said.

" Hey Nicholas, " Fern replied.

Their eyes met and both of them blushed.

Fern's stomach always felt queasy every time she's below a meter near Nicholas. Her eyes would glitter with love and she would start acting all clumsy like. She's crazy for Nicholas okay!

That day went normal. One thing that was off is that Andre and his snobby girlfriend Kierra didn't come during lunch.

It felt like something's missing. Like an important memory of Ferns' was swept away.

No, No, No! Not again. Andre is my no one, just forget him already Fern scolded herself.

That day was very dreary for Fern. All the feelings were mixing up. Sad, happy, lonely, love, malicious. Work day felt very slow for Fern. A minute felt like an hour, a second felt like a minute.

After that dreadful day was over, Fern rode her bike home without even saying goodbye to Nicholas. The ride home was very quiet, out of nowhere, a tear dropped from her eyes.

She stopped her bike and parked it. She walked to a nearby garden and sat under a large willow tree to cry. The long leaves will keep her covered.

" What is happening to me? Why am I crying? " Fern asked herself in between her sobs.

She spent 10 minutes sitting under the willow tree. After running out of tears, Fern walked away from the willow tree and onto her bike again. She began paddling back to her house. Where she would probably cry in bed.

Fern pedaled as fast as she could. When she arrived in the gates of the residence, she pedalled faster. As she was getting closer to her house, she saw someone. A tall black figure was walking back and front on the porch of her house.

Fern stopped her bike and stared at her house.

Who's that person? Fern asked herself.

She pedalled closer and that's when she finally caught eye on who the person was.