Chapter two: First days and failures
Annabeth's Pov
It was officially my first day, doing community service at the Charity shop. I'm supposed to do it every saturday, and when I got out of court it was friday, which was yesterday so. After finding out Percy was the owner and not an 80 year old, but infact a nineteen year old man, we chatted for a bit, and he seemed like a pretty chill guy, not to mention the fact that he was pretty hot. Anyways, I have to work for three hours each week, from twelve to three as it's usually there busiest hours, and it's currently eleven, so I have to get up out of bed.
I get up and brush my teeth. I actually love the taste of toothpaste and the nice minty after taste you get is really satisfying. After I brush my teeth I use my listerine as well, and wash my face with my facecloth. I then head to my wardrobe so that I can pick what I'm going to be wearing today. It takes like seven minutes but I finally choose an outfit. I am wearing frill denim shorts, with ripped tights, black spaghetti top, and my gold studded rider boots. I then do my make-up. I don't wear much, just black eyeliner and blood red lipstick, and then I do my hair. I decide to wear a red bandanna. By the time I'm ready it's half eleven, so I quickly run down the stairs and put some toast in the toaster. I then spread Reeses peanut butter all over it, and devour it within minutes.
The moment I finish my toast my dad walks into the kitchen. He looks at me for a second, before turning his head and looking the other way.
"Hi, to you too." I muttered.
He turned around and looked me in the eye.
"What, was that?" He asked with a sour expression.
"Nothing." I said.
"Didn't seem like nothing." He said.
"Well thats what I mean to you though, nothing." I said.
He looked shocked for a second before he atually tried to come up with a proper sentence.
"See? I'm away to the charity shop." I said.
I didn't even look at him, before I left. I grabbed the keys to my motorbike, and then made my way to the charity shop.
There was a lot of traffic, so it took longer than I expected to get to the charity shop, but when I finally did I was actually relieved, it might make me forget what I said to my dad. I feel really bad about what I said, but I do think he deserved it no matter how mean I actually was.
When I walked in the dust hit me again, and I covered my mouth.
"You'll get used to the dust after a while." A voice, that I soon realised was Percy said.
"Really, that seems highly unlikely." I said sarcastically.
"And we have a sarcastic one I see." He replies, with a gorgeous smirk, that highlights the features on his face.
I just chuckle.
"So, what am I doing today?" I asked him.
"Well, you can put complementary bookmarks, into all the books on that shelf." He said, with the same smirk.
"Yippee." I said sarcastically again.
"You, really are sarcastic, you know? You can't have that attitude towards customers." He said all of a sudden.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine and I doubt I'll actually help any customers anyway." I said.
"Um, Annabeth, I think that's the whole point of a charity shop, helping people, so I don't want to see that kind of attitude again, especially if you have it towards a customer. They might consider not buying something here and that means, we can't send as much money off to help people." He said seriously.
"Look, trust me, I will be nice towards customers, but I have one question." I said.
"Go ahead, and ask." He said.
"Well, what does the money go towards?" I asked.
His face seemed to brighten as if he was waiting for me to ask.
"All, the money that we raise here, gets sent to two main charities. One is to help orphanened children in Africa and two is to help endangered Sea species." He said with a smile.
"Any particular reason for those charities?" I asked.
"Well, the Charity shop mainly focuses on the children in Africa, but because I own it now, I decided that I wanted to help something that I cared for as well as the African children, and I love the sea, and am against eating sea-food, soo that's the reason I guess." He said rather sheepishly.
I chuckled.
"Wow, thats pretty impressive, I suppose." I said.
"You suppose, well then where would you send the money too?" He asked.
I thought for a moment.
"I would give money to a charity that helps give orphanened children the chance to expierance music as I feel strongly about music. Music is like a passion of mine, if I didn't have music in my life, I don't know what I'd do." I told him honestly.
He thought to himself for a moment, before suddenly beaming, and speaking excitedly.
"I'll make you a deal." He said.
"Go on, I am intrigued." I said.
"If you be nice to the customers and have a proper attitude while working here, some of the money we make here, will go to a charity aimed towards helping children discover music." He said.
I was shocked for a second.
"Wait, your willing to give money to a charity, I want to give to?" I asked.
"Well, yeah, you're going to be working here for a while, might as well make you want to work here and be comfortable." He said.
"Okay, I'll take you up on that deal." I said.
He smiled.
"Deal." He said and held out his hand out to me.
I looked at his hand.
"You shake it, you know!" He said sarcastically.
"Don't you think I know that." I said, while rolling my eyes.
I placed my hand in his, and we shook on it. I have to admit that tiny electricity volts surged up my hand the moment our hands touched. I think he felt it too, as i heard his breath hitch. He looked at me, and I got lost in his beautiful sea-green orbs. I just stood there staring at him, for what felt like forever, until I was brought out of my daze.
I looked at him, and realised he must've been staring at me, infact he still is, and it was from that moment I realised that we were still holding hands. I roughly detatched my hand from his and jumped back. He was brought out of his daze because I did that. He realised what happened and turned scarlett.
"Umm you should probably start bookmarking those books." He said, and then he bolted into the back room.
I walked over to the bookshelf, and saw how many books there actually was, and I sighed internally, as it looked like it would take a while.
I took out the book quickly analysed them, put the bookmark in and then put the book back on the shelf, and this was what I did everytime, until I came across one particular book. It was called Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick.
"Why would someone, give this book in." I basically screamed in my head but it turns it wasn't in my head because Percy comes in looking a lot less Scarlett.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
I showed the book to him, and pointed at it.
"Annabeth, it's just a book." he said looking utterly confused.
I gasped.
"This is not just a book, this is like the dictionary defininition of the best book, ever written." I said.
"Woah, that's really dramatic, but I still don't see what your problem is." He said with another confused (but adorable) look.
"Why on earth, is this here?" I asked.
"Because someone donated it." He said, with a duh expression.
"Yes, but why would someone donate it?" I asked absolutely outraged at this point.
"Maybe because they didn't like it anymore." He said, and soon realised it was the complete wrong thing to say.
"How could someone not like it, it's my favourite book!" I exclaimed.
He just sighed.
"Would it make you feel better, if I read it for next saturday, so that I can identify with your pain?" He asked.
I didn't know what to say so I nodded my head roughly.
He just sighed, "Give it here." He said.
I turned and began to walk over to him, to give him the book but my foot got caught on the edge of an oak table and I fell forward, and fell flat on my face, but that wasn't the worst part. The oak table fell, against the bookshelves, and everysingle one of the books fell to the floor with a bang.
I just laid on the floor covering my blood red face.
Percy grabbed my elbow and helped me up.
He looked like he was either about to burst out laughing or take a big freaker.
He looked at me, and then the next moment he burst into these loud bellowing laughs. I stared at him as if he were crazy, but he just stared right back holding back the tears that were threatning to fall from the corner of his eyes.
"You are seriously going to make this place soo much fun." He said, while still trying to stop the tears.
I just looked at him.
"You're not mad about the mess I made?" I asked, thoroughly confused.
He looked at me as if I were crazy.
"Why on earth would I be mad?" He asked.
"Well, because... look at the state of the store." I said.
"Well, obviously you'll be cleaning it before you leave." He said.
I just looked at him, and he walked off into the back room, before coming out monitering the till.
So basically I spent the rest of my time there cleaning up the mess I made with a very red face, while Percy was laughing in the background.
My first day was a bit of a failure.
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