Oh my God, I cannot believe I just did that
The first person who can name who sings one of the songs in the excerpt that describes the new worker (there are lyrics from a certain song) might get a little hint about what will happen in the near future with Leah. :) Reviews are accepted and appreciated.
Oh my God, I cannot believe I just did that. I'm not sure why that even happened. I just broke down. No one had ever said it straight to me like that. I cried in Bella's arms, even though she reeked and was ice-cold. I was on my way home, trying to think coherently. I wasn't having much success. I couldn't believe I did that. What the hell was I thinking? That wasn't me. That was someone else. Someone who would react like that and it would be normal. My norm is keeping it all bottled up inside, and then releasing it when I'm in my wolf form. Not in front of a bunch of vampires that I hate.
I arrived home after a while, and lay on my bed, and after a while, I fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was morning. Shit, I forgot about work. I glanced and sighed in relief. It was eight o'clock. I was due at work in an hour. I got up, and got ready for work.
When I got there, Emma was scrapbooking at one of the tables on the left side of the store. I smiled at her and walked to the right side of the store, into the employee's room. The room was about half as big as the actual store part of the building. There were several shelves stocked with cardstock, stickers, tools, scrapbooks, and several drawings that Emma's daughter, Sophie had drawn. On the other side of the room, there was a microwave for us and a bathroom and a computer, used for games for Sophie when she came, and for when the workers had downtime.
I dropped off my jacket, and went to see what new design Emma was making. Emma was only 23, but she was hugely pregnant and she already had a daughter. She looked up at me, and looked back down to her artwork.
"What do you think?" She asked, holding up her design. It had about five pictures of Sophie on two pages. The backdrop was light brown, and the sides looked like they had been singed. The pictures were black and white, she was playing with her Barbies, and there was one of her looking up at the camera with the biggest smile on her face. I had never seen a design like this before, but it looked great together.
"Wow that looks great. Where did you get the idea from?"
She blushed a little, looked at her page and said, "I was trying to light a candle while holding my cardstock in my other hand, and Sophie bumped me, and the lighter caught the side of the page, and I smothered it out with a damp washcloth. I thought it looked neat, so I thought I might experiment it."
This was so typical. Emma was always a little frazzled, especially when Sophie was around. I didn't know if Sophie was here today. Emma brought her here some days, but sometimes Sophie goes to her dad's house. Emma and Sophie's father were once together, but not married. They split when Sophie was only six months old. Emma caught him cheating…with a guy. She was so upset when she found out. She thought she actually turned him gay, but he assured that he was having second guesses about it since high school. Whenever she talked about him, she seemed perfectly at ease. Sure, she was upset when she first found out, but now they got along just fine. In fact, he's one of her friends.
"Is Sophie here today?" I asked.
Emma looked over at the 'kids' korner,' and nodded her head, "Yeah, but she couldn't sleep last night, and she fell asleep while she was playing. I figured I would let her sleep there.
Just then, the bell on the door rang. A young woman about eighteen walked in. She had dark skin, like she spent a lot of her time in a tanning bed. Her strawberry-blonde hair was pulled back in a pony tail, with a barrette in it holding back her bangs. She wore a white skirt that reached to her mid-thigh. Her shirt was light green with white stripes. She was beautiful, in her simple little way. She looked around and spotted Emma and me.
"Hi, I'm Melissa," she said. "I'm looking for a job, and I was wondering if you were hiring. Are you?" she asked.
Emma stood up, and hurried to the employee's room. She came back out with a piece of paper in her hand. She said, "Yes, we are hiring. Here's an application. You can fill it out here or you can fill it out somewhere else and com back."
"I'll fill it out here, thank you." She walked over toward me, and sat down next to me. She began filling out the paperwork. Emma sat down, and assessed her. Then she began her project again.
After a while, Melissa finished her form, handed it to Emma, and thanked her. She left in her yellow 2007 Mustang. Apparently she had money…or her parents did. It must be the latter, considering that she was looking for a job.
Sophie stirred in the corner, and sat up. Emma sighed, and walked over to her, holding out her hand. Sophie grabbed it and walked over to our table.
Emma and I started to talk. I told her I went to the Cullen's' house. Of course she didn't know that I was a werewolf or that they are vampires, but she knew I didn't like them. She knew about my broken heart. She knew everything about my life, except the mythical parts. She was my best friend, and we talked about what happened at the Cullen's, and how irrational it was for how I behaved. She soothed me, and said that it wasn't irrational. Sophie got bored after just after a few minutes of our talking, so she went back to play her Strawberry Shortcake game. We talked like that for hours, and I appreciated her soothing way of calming me down. That was one of the reasons I liked her. She calmed me down when I didn't have the strength to. She had a soothing ambience. Maybe that's part of her maternal side, I don't know, but I'm glad I have her to confide in. Though I wish I could tell her everything. The werewolves, the vampires, Volturi, half-breeds, everything.
