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'300 days, 17 hours, 33 minutes, 55 seconds left...'
Every day after classes in college, C.C. came to work at the local candy store, and she counted in her mind how long she had left until she could finally quit and try to get a real job. It wasn't that she didn't already have the experience to get a better job at the moment, it just took her a while for her motivation to kick in. Plus, she knew the manager pretty well, a man named Charles who had given her free candy at times when she was younger, as well as even babysit when her parents were out.
C.C. real name obviously wasn't C.C. either, but she had been called that so long by everyone she knew that it basically had become her real name. As she passed through the front door and heard the small jingle of the bell that hung overhead, C.C. tossed on her blue working apron that all employees were supposed to wear while on the job.
Why did she choose a candy store to work at of all places? Not even C.C. was entirely sure. 'I think it was probably because I could sneak as many sweets as I wanted, since Charles is always held up in his office...doing whatever the hell it is that managers of small-time candy stores do in their offices...oh god, i hope he's not masturbating or something...eww, nasty thought, nasty thought!' she thought to herself as she got behind the counter.
Sometimes, she was tempted to just take some money from the cash register and run; it wasn't worth $10.00 an hour to sit and wait around for costumers who will never come. 'I hate this...I shoulda brought a book or something to keep me busy...'
Suddenly, much to C.C.'s surprise, the front door swung open, and a young woman, about the same age as C.C. herself, stepped inside. She had short, red hair, washed till it shined in the sunlight, and she wore a checkered flannel shirt, along with a pair of blue jeans. Her eyes were bright crystal-blue, and C.C. found herself staring with her mouth hanging open.
The red-haired woman seemed to have noticed this, as she turned her attention to C.C. and smirked in an almost cocky manner. Walking up to the counter, the woman flashed a wide smile and said, "Hello, there. You're the counter-girl, I presume...?"
C.C. nodded, shaking off that odd sensation she had felt just moments ago. "Yes, I am..."
A drop of sweat rolled down the side of C.C.'s head as the red-haired woman suddenly peered closer at her. C.C. stared back at the woman with a nervous gaze, and felt like she might drown in those beautiful shimmering eyes of hers. "...You!" the woman suddenly cried, clasping her hands together, "You're C.C., aren't you? From statistics class?"
C.C. blinked a few times in confusion. "...What?"
"We go to the same college, you and I! I always see you around campus, and at the cafe. You're disliked by some students for your penchant of taking all the pizzas they serve for yourself, I hear. Anyway, my name is Kallen KĊzuki-Stadfield!" the woman proclaimed in a joyous manner. She then held out her palm in offer of a handshake.
Almost wooden-like, C.C. slowly raised her hand and placed it around Kallen's. "...Nice to meet you..."
Glancing around at the interior of the store, Kallen remarked, "So...this is where you go after classes every day, huh?"
C.C. had never noticed this before, but if Kallen's voice was been a bit deeper, she probably could have pulled off being a man. "Yup, this is my job...sitting at a counter and waiting, waiting, waiting..."
"At least you have time to actually do nothing; I'm always busy with school work, and helping out my family and everything..." Kallen muttered, running her hands across the ply-wood counter. For a moment, C.C. had an urge to lick that hand clean with her own tongue.
'...WAIT, WHAT AM I THINKING?!'
"Anyway, the reason I actually came here was to pick up a jawbreaker for my little brother," Kallen explained, and C.C. quickly retrieved said ball of sugary delight and placed it in a small paper bag for Kallen to carry.
"My brother really love jawbreakers, although they always hurt his teeth...he's kind of a dumbass, but I love him!"
C.C. nodded, although she could really care less about some snotty little kid who forced himself to eat sweets that only caused him pain.
As she took the bag, Kallen smiled widely again. "You know...I was just thinking...this is really, really out of the blue, but...if you don't mind...I was hoping...uh...would you...would you like to go out with me tonight?"
C.C. froze up. 'What...did...she...just...say?' "Uhh...uhh..."
Kallen was blushing now, and she rubbed the back of her head nervously. "I know...I know...we're both girls and everything, but...I think you're a very interesting person and I'd like to get to know you better...I'm really sorry if I offended you in any way...really, really sorry..."
C.C. didn't know how to respond. 'Do I say yes? Do I say no?...What do I do?!' "W...Wait...I...err..."
Kallen waited for a response, fearing the worst was to come.
"I...I..." C.C. took in a deep breath, "I...I guess we can at least HANG OUT tonight...after I get off work or something...we can become friends, I suppose..."
"OH GOD YES!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR AGREEING!!!" Kallen shrieked, and she pulled C.C. into a powerful hug, causing the green-haired girl to blush deep red.
When they separated, Kallen gushed, "It'll be great, I just know it! You're the first girl whose ever taken up my offer too! Again, thank you so much...I promise I won't come onto you or anything tonight! Really!" Kallen bowed once, before rushing out the door, trying to fight a squeal of excitement. C.C. wanted to ask her why she thought it was such a good idea to ask so suddenly like that, but it was too late now.
Unfortunately, C.C. felt everything EXCEPT excited for her little 'date' with Kallen. 'Ugh...why do I keep getting myself stuck in situations like this...? I barely even know her...'
C.C. thought for a moment. 'Still...her hair smelled really nice...and she did seem like a good person...I suppose we could be friends...just friends...yeah...just...friends...'
She was finding it harder and harder to force herself to believe that they'll still be 'just friends' by the time this was all over with...
'CURSE ME AND MY BISEXUALITY!!!' C.C. thought, clutching her head as if in pain.
With nothing left to do now but wait for work to be over, C.C. spent the rest of the day trying to keep herself busy by writing a list of all her favorite pizzas in alphabetical order...but she ended up writing Kallen's name instead.
'SHIIIIIIT...SHE'S JUST SO HANDSOME!!!'