DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HELL GIRL IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM
Katie took a deep breath as she walked out onto the sales floor of the convince store. It was her first real day of work and she really needed this job. With her mom sick and unable to work this was the best bet to cover the bills in between the money her dad was able to send them as a truck driver. Unfortunately times being as they were, trucking jobs were getting harder and harder to come by. So that's why Katie had gotten of the job as clerk as the nighttime shift at a 24/7 convenient store.
"Come on Katie," called Julie, the girl who was training her, "You're going to be running the front register tonight."
"Okay," said Katie.
'I can do this,' she thought. She hated being such a timid and shy person. It really bade it hard to stand up for herself and stuff. But still, she was sure could do it.
"You'll do fine. Just remember, if they look young enough to card them for I.D. for thing like cigarettes and stuff," said Julie.
"Right," said Katie.
For a while it seemed it went well. Nothing too serious happened. People came and went with out incident. Then finally one young looking young girl came in. She smiled at Katie as she walked past who smiled back. After a while the girl came back with a bottle of cough syrup.
""Well this be everything for you tonight?" asked Katie.
"Yep," said the girl. As Katie rang up the bottle, the screen said for Katie to ask for I.D. for it. Katie took a deep breath. She knew some of the medicine required a person to have be over 18 to buy it.
"May I please see your I.D. ?" she asked.
The girl looked insulted.
"What?" she said.
"I need to see your I.D. for this," said Katie.
"You have got to be kidding me!" said the girl. "Since when has that been a requirement?"
"Uh, I'm not sure, but my computer is telling me I have to," said Katie.
"I am in here all the time. Everyone can tell you I am way over 18 and more then willing to buy this stuff. Besides I am like really sick and really need this. Can't you just give it to me?" asked the girl.
"I'm no sorry, no I can't. I can go to jail if I do," said Katie.
"No you won't," said the girl.
"I'm really sorry but I can't sell this to you,"said Katie.
"Bitch, don't fuck with me!" shouted the girl.
"Is there a problem here?" asked Katie's manager Rich running up to the register.
"She won't sell me the medicine just because I don't have I.D. even though I'm in here all the time never been carded before. Will you just sell me this all ready?"
"I'm sorry but if she's asked for I.D. we can't sell it to you by law," said Rich.
"You go to fucking kidding me!" said the girl.
"Ma'am if you're going to be like this, I'll have to ask you to leave," said Rich. The girl glared, but then she started to smile.
"I'm sorry. I'll stop acting like this," she said. She looked at Katie and her name tag.
"I'll be coming back and seeing you later," she said with a smirk before walking out.
"Don't worry about her Katie. You did the right thing," Rich assured her before walking off.
"Was that Amber?" asked Julie walking up to counter.
"Was that her name?" asked Katie.
"Yeah, don't let her get to you. She's always coming in here and harassing people and stuff," said Julie, "Just ignore her. And don't believe her when she says she's gets stuff like that all the time. If she's doesn't have I.D. she doesn't get it. She was probably trying to get it past you because you're new."
Katie nodded. As she looked out she saw Amber outside talking to a couple of other girls. All turned and looked at her through the door. All looked mad, but at the same time smiling, making Katie starting to feel just a little bit worried.
