Okay, So this is my 1st fic. Inspired, kind of by real events that happened to me. Its not great, but have to start somewhere right? Anyway, hope you like it, and will continue if people want :D

Emily's POV

"Hi, can I have one return ticket to Country Down Park please?" Beep, beep, click!

"That's two pounds, sixety pence please love"

I fiddled with the change in my purse, ignoring the trembling feeling of my hands and handed over the correct change. Taking the ticket from the dispenser, I made my way down the isle, taking the first seat available. Trying to compose myself, I sat down and rested my head against the nearby window.

My first fucking job interview. As the bus made its way through the nearby streets, I couldn't help thinking, 'what if they don't like me? What if they see the same useless, pathetic, looser everyone has?'

My name is Emily Fitch. I have a twin sister, Katie, or I did have at least. You see, when we were eleven, our parent's split, something to do with wanting different futures for us, or, whatever. Well, anyway, my mum and Katie moved away, up north somewhere, and I have never been able to see her. The past six years without her, I've lived with my dad, and ever since Katie left, I have felt as though half of me is missing. I mean, we didn't have the perfect sisterly relationship, far from it, but she always had my back, and I was always there for her. We were there for each other, no matter what happened. But these past few years have seemed so empty. The people I meet at college, the strangers I walk past in the street, I'm just nothing special to them, just an ordinary girl, with an ordinary family. I feel I need Katie to survive. To feel wanted.

Anyway, today, June 22nd, it's my very first job interview. Its my first week of summer since college has finished, and Dad being Dad, has stopped my pocket money, apparently because now I'm at the legal age to 'get a job', and me being me, need a sufficient income to supply me with the usual, clothes, alcohol, blah, blah, blah. You actually have to work for, unlike these programs on the television, where everything just happens to already be there.

Okay, so I'm on my way to my local shopping centre, where I've been offered an interview at this low-key café/diner thing. It's quite nice actually, do great ciabattas and sandwiches. Anyway, I have a meeting with the assistant manager, Elizabeth Sto-

"Shit!" Why are busses never on schedule!

Within moments… psst, pfft! The bus doors open and… "Country Down Park" the bus driver yells from his seat.

With one long intake of breath, I'm up and making my way down the bus. Why am I so nervous? Just be you Emily, be yourself.

Just when you want time to casually pass you by, it seems to rapidly dawn on you, and before you know it you're there, or here in my case.

Another deep breath, "here goes"…

I open the door to the café, and instantly feel an aura of peace, and a stronger smell of peppermint. It's strange I come here all the time but have never been aware of this feeling of comfort before.

Making my way over to the counter, there's a blonde haired girl looking like she's struggling with something.

"Um, I'm looking for Elizabeth" She looks up at me with a quizzical expression on her face, jaw agape. "I'm Emily, err, I have an interview with her at 11:45"

The blonde girls grin breaks out into a smile of amusement and delight.

"Oh yeah! Whizzer! Eff's been expecting you! We've been like a merry-go-round trying to work this place with just three"

"Sorry" What?

"You must be Emily?" I instantly spin around, reacting to the voice behind me. There's a dark haired girl, stood directly in front of me, a slight smirk playing on her face. She has the brightest blue eyes that I have every seen, they just burn straight through you, seeing everything underneath. One word, intense.

"Are you Emily?" She repeats.

"Um, yeah sorry" realizing that I must have zoned out a little too long, a slight blush playing across my porcelain cheeks. "Sorry I'm a little late the bus-"

"-Its fine".

Why does she still have that smirk across her delicate face? Wait! Huh? I did not just- eugh! Not now Emily! With another sly smile dance across her lip, she motions me to follow her brightly lit back room and pulls up two stools from the area opposite.

Here we go!

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