A/n - Hope you liked the last one, I enjoyed writing it! So this will be the start of "Rose" Enjoy.
Pink and Brown
Chapter2: Rose-The shop.
Rose woke to the sound of her alarm bleeping in her ears. She shoved her hand out, swatting it like a fly, before slowly rising up and sliding her legs over the side of the bed. She got up and went over to the wardrobe, picking out a pale pink t-shirt with a picture of a panda on it and a pair of black slacks. She then grabbed her towel off the back of her door and walked to the shower.
She stood in the shower deep in thought letting the warm water run over her body. Was there ever going to be anything to look forward to? Was she just going to stay at her shop girl job at David Jones with her boyfriend Mickey meeting her for lunch every Monday, Wednesday and Friday? Waking up to her mother placing tea and breakfast on the table and catching the bus into work?
"Rose! I can't call you out of the shower every morning honey! C'mon!" Her mum called from downstairs.
"Ok I'm coming." She yelled back. She grimly turned the shower off and stepped out, towelling herself dry.
After half an hour applying her makeup and having breakfast she walked out the door, got on the bus and had arrived at work ready for another boring day.
-:Rose:-
"Rose!" Mickey called in warm voice as she walked across the park next to the bridge. "There's my girl."
"Sorry I'm late. Shuttle was running late." She said
"That's alright, I can wait. I'm just plain boring old Micky Smith." He said. She looked into his eyes and saw what you would see in a little kid that looked up to you when they were in kindergarten and you were in year 6. It was adoration she realized. It made him look all the more beautiful. His cropped black hair suited him with his dark skin tone. She missed the days she didn't see him.
"You're not boring." She said with a smile playing on her lips punching him in the arm. She looked down at her watch and saw the time. "Damn, Stupid shuttle." She mumbled. "Sorry Micky, I gotta go, otherwise I'll be late. I'll see you tonight right?"
"Yeah, I'll be there. I'll call you ok?"
"Yep, bye Micky!" she walked off towards the bus stop at Circular Quay.
-:Rose:-
She was just walking out the door when Bobby stopped her and waggled the lottery money in front of her face. Great, down to the basement. She turned around and walked back towards the lift pressing B.
When she got to the bottom she stepped out and walked down the hall to Wilson's office.
"Wilson? I've got the lottery money." She called. "Hello? Look they're closing up the shop, I've gotta go." Just as she finished her sentence she heard a loud clang down the hall.
"Hello? Who's there?"She said slowly walking down the corridor. As she stepped up to a door she heard the noise on the other side of it. She slowly opened the doors and walked over switching the light on.
"Hello?"She called. Just then she noticed one of the manikins move their head. "Is this some kind of joke?" She asked as it started moving towards her. Then all the manikins in the room- and it was quite a large room, almost like a warehouse- started walking towards her. "Are you students? This isn't funny!" They were slowly backing her into a corner. Just then she felt a hand clasp around hers. She looked over to see a man with short cropped hair, kind of like Mickey's, with a leather jacket. He said one word. Just one word, "Run!"
Yes well you all know what happens next. I know I didn't follow what was said exactly but I wanted to make it different. This isn't going to be an exact rewrite but with Australian references. If that's what you're looking for find something else. It was partly cause I can't remember everything but my first point still stands!
Anyway, on a lighter note Thanks to IShouldTotallyGetPaidForThis For their review!
We should totally get paid for this!
Also, I don't do a disclaimer because, obviously, this is Fan fiction so therefore we obviously don't own anything. Nor are we getting paid to write this. It is for our pure pleasure. So do we really need a disclaimer?
Sorry that's my rant for the night.
Enjoy, Silver-Moonshine 3