I wake up to see the morning light streaming through my window. I slowly get out of bed and wander to my kitchen and start to make breakfast. While mixing my pancakes, I look up at the clock and see it's 8:45. Immediately I run to the room and put on a pale blue dress and ballet flats. On the way out the door, I grab my phone and purse. I run down the steps and race down the street.
I can't believe I slept in. Out of all days, I can't believe I chose to be late on a Monday! My boss is going to kill me if I show up to work late. I can't lose my job; I need to pay the bills I have to somehow. I keep the unsettling thoughts in my mind as I cross the streets of Central City. Suddenly, my phone starts to ring; probably work calling.
After taking my phone out of my bag, I check the caller ID. I was correct. Hesitantly, I pick it up and place it to my ear. "Hi, Peter."
"Juniper, where are you? We just opened up and already we have people ready to be drugged with prescription drugs!"
I chuckle nervously. "I'm sorry. I overslept."
I have a hard time concentrating on my conversation with Peter due to the loud noises erupting from the background. The sound of tires and horns is making me lose my train of thought.
"Juniper?" I hear Peter's voice in my ear, but I pay no attention to it. I look both ways before I start to walk across the street. My eyes stare straight ahead me. Training on the building on the other side. Suddenly, I hear the sound of tires screeching when I look over I see a car coming my way. I shudder waiting for an impact. Hesitantly, my eyes go above me to see that I'm on the other side of the street. I look around and see a red streak leaving the scene.
"Juniper? Juniper are you okay?" I hear Peter frantically calling my name on the other side of the phone.
It takes a second for my brain to register what happened. I was rescued by The Flash.
"Yeah, Peter...I'm fine. Nothing happened I'm okay." I take a deep breath. My mind races with the thought of being rescued by the Flash.
"Okay..Please hurry. I want to make sure you are okay."
I walk through the doors of Caremart, it may not seem like much but this is where my first dreams came true. I've always wanted to be a Pharmacist. I quickly make my way to the back and open my office.
"Hi." I jump a little in surprise. I wasn't expecting Peter to be in here.
"Oh, hey. You scared me." I reply smiling a bit. Peter's face turns from happy to concerned in a matter of seconds.
"Are you sure you good?" He furrows his brows and bites his lip intensely.
"Listen. I'm fine. I don't even have a scratch."
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