The 5th member~QUEEN *ON HOLD*

1967-"You have work today right love?"

September 20, 1967
My first shift was today. Well technically it's my second but I'm not shadowing Berkley this time.

I'm currently in the bathroom taking out my curlers that I left in the night before.

As I pull out each curler, my hair springs into large blonde ringlets.

After pulling out the last curler out, I brush my hair and then put it up into a high ponytail.

I add a bit of pink lipgloss to my lips and mascara to my eyelashes. I'm not trying to go all out considering I have a class today, but I'm glad because I only have one.

Human physiology, which I actually really like.

After getting ready, Roger and I make our way to the tube.

Sadly, my car is slowly dying. I mean, it's not a surprise. That car is older than me, and I would have given it away but because it was my dad's car, I just need it. Stupid, right?

Anyways, as we make our way towards the tube, I look into all the small shops that scatter the street. My eyes skim over a beautiful yellow dress. I stop for a second before looking at Roger. He watches me before wrapping his arm around my waist.

"You like it?"

"Yeah, I would get it but we don't have enough money for that."

Turns out food in London is much more pricey than food in Truro. We only have enough money for 2 months rent and about a month of food.

"One day Doll, one day, we will and I'll buy you as many dresses you want."

"Keep dreaming my angel, for now, let's focus on you getting a job."

We keep walking until we get on the tube.

10 minutes later, we are parting for our respected classes. I meet up with Callie and we sit down in the far back of the class.

2 hours of going over human anatomy and we are finally done.

"So Doll, what are you doing for the rest of the day?" Callie asks as we make our way out of the large building.

"I have work tonight, but before that, I'm probably going to go grocery shopping."

"Where do you work?"

"At a pub near here."

"I think I know which one you are talking about. The one that's like 4 minutes away from here?"

"That's the one. Hey, can I have a ride to the market? My car is being a bitch."

"No problem love. Let's go."

His car is very nice. I sit up in the front with him and he pulls out of the lot.

"Do you mind?" I ask him while showing him my pack of fags.

"No, go ahead."

I pull out a cig and light it before taking a long needed drag. Holding in the smoke for a few seconds before exhaling through my nose.

We end up going to the markets together. I buy only the essentials like snacks, fruits, and vegetables. The rest of the food money is for takeout because, as I said before, we don't cook.

Callie takes me home and bids me farewell before taking off.

I haul the groceries up to our small flat. Emptying the bags into their respected cupboards.

I lie down on the couch and groan into the pillow.

I slowly doze off only to be woken up hours later by the door slamming shut.