"Emma! What are you doing? We have to go!" I hear my mom call out from the bottom of the stairs
I groan in frustration as I shut down my computer. I put the website up last night and there were still no customers! What was I going to do?? I can't get a job now! THere's no way I would make enough on minimum wage to pay for Art School.
I grab my jacket off the back of my chair as I'm walking out the door. I slide it on as I'm walking down the stairs. I reach the landing as I take my gloves out of my pocket and quickly slide those on over my fingers before walking out the door.
The winter breeze hits my ears and I immediately take out my beanie from my jacket pocket. I yank on top of my head and run to the car. I get in the passenger seat immediately putting my hands in front of the heaters as my fingers, with the gloves on, still feel like they're going to fall off. I look at my mother wondering why she isn't driving yet, and she appears to be staring at me.
I look at her wondering if I have something on my face "Yes?" I ask finally, breaking the silence.
"...nothing" my mother responds getting out of her weird trance and driving away.
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After we left the baby shower and got back from the store, and put all the groceries away, I march into my room. I quickly take off all the articles of clothing blocking the cold from me and sit at my desk ready to refresh my page.
I quickly reopen my laptop when I hear a bunch of pings and duck underneath my desk for cover. After the fact of me realizing I wasn't going to die, I sit back at my desk and see right there on my computer screen that a hundred people had ordered a crocheted beanie and everything else that was going to take forever to make. As I sat there overwhelmed and looking at my screen I realized I probably should have asked for help... but I guess there's no going back now.
I started answering responses and giving people an estimated time, but something told me the twelve that I had made before creating the website wasn't going to be enough as my item count was nearing 500.
I decided to immediately get to work. I quickly did the math in my head and if I made 1 beanie in an hour and a half I could make 2 on school days and 10 on weekends. I groaned, even more, when I realized that I would have zero free time for myself....this is going to be taxing.
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Chaos and Creations
Novela JuvenilEmma was stuck in a sticky situation when she started her own website to get some extra money. What she didn't know was how popular her stuff was, so when she got more gum than she could chew, she didn't know what to do.