Jayda's POV
"So where's the manager?" I question.
"Lunch break," Cayenne answers.
"Hasn't it been, like, a few hours?"
"Yup."
Ding.
"I got it," Cayenne tells me, but she only takes one step toward the door before turning around, saying, "Oh, it's the husband."
As I spot Andreas's curly hair over the clothing racks, I perk up and wind around the garments to get over to him. His arms encompass me as I wrap mine around his torso in a hug. Once I let him go, he begins talking.
"How's the new job?"
"Well, she hasn't helped a single real customer yet," Cayenne answers for me.
"But our whole family decided to come bother me," I add on.
"They're just excited. I am too. You got a job, and you've almost worked a full shift without being fired," Andreas teases.
I roll my eyes while he laughs.
"Cute," Cayenne interrupts, "so are you gonna buy anything, or...?"
"Uh..." Andreas goes over to the counter where the till is and picks up a tiny flower enamel pin from a sale jar. "This."
"I've got it!" I tell Cayenne as I rush around the counter.
"You remember how to ring it in?" she checks.
I stare down at the cash register, attempting to recall which button to press. My first try makes the machine beep loudly.
"Shit," I mumble. "Not that. Um..."
I try another, and the price appears on the screen.
Proud, I turn to my boyfriend, saying, "That'll be one dollar. Oh, wait, I'll give you my discount." I type a few more buttons. "Eighty cents."
Andreas smiles and passes the coins over to me, letting his hang linger in mine for an extra second. I click some more squares to make the till open, then I put the money in the register. After the transaction is complete, I spin to look at Cayenne, squealing in excitement.
"I made my first sale!"
"Technically, with all your errors in typing it in, you made your first three sales," she responds, "but I'll fix those later."
"And this is for you," Andreas says.
He leans over the counter and reaches for the collar of my jean jacket. There, he pins the little pink rose onto the denim.
"Thank you," I say, and he mirrors my smile.
Eventually, Cayenne cuts our gaze short, saying, "Hey, Andreas, since you're here, wanna help stock some shelves?"
"Tempting, but I have to get back to my family," he answers. "We're having lunch with my aunt and uncle."
"Fun," I respond. "Or awful, depending on how you feel about your aunts and uncle. Either way, Tell them I say hi."
"Will do."
He grins then turns around to leave the store. I stare at the doorway for an extra moment when he's gone, until the smack of Cayenne dropping two pairs of clunky boots on the counter scares me enough to grab my attention.
"Shelves," she orders.
Hazel's POV
Strings of colourful lanterns hang across the ceiling of the bookstore, stealing the attention away from the exposed wooden beams above. It's fairly small but packed with sky high bookcases placed so tightly next to each other that it would really stress out someone with claustrophobia. Along the sides of the several windows, potted flowers hang, some sunflowers, some peonies, all flavouring the smell of fresh books with a hint of springtime in December.
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The Good Hair Family Sitcom
Fanfiction{4 seasons and complete} Tyrus, Ambi, Muffy, and Wonah are adults now, but growing up and having families brings new kinds of challenges. Through the complications of them and their kids, their life-long friendship is the one thing they can always r...
