A/N: ok wow a day at the beach can really take a lot out of you. i'm like sunburned to death, oh well i'll live. Here's another chapter enjoy.
That night I tossed and turned. The events of that night were jumbled in my head. I woke up the next morning and decided to forget about last night, at least I wouldn't have to see those people again, I reassured myself.
"Sirennnnn!" Carli banged on my door. This time I was already awake, and I hurried up to open it.
"I'm so sorry Siren I didn't know, I didn't think…" She tried to console me.
"Don't worry about it, you couldn't have known."
"So you're ok?"
"Perfectly." I smiled cheerfully. I knew I wasn't completely over what happened, but I'd learn to live with it. "You feel like getting some coffee?" I asked desperate for something to wake me up.
"Sure." So we walked down the block, and sat and talked and drank.
"So how was your night?" I asked attentively.
"I met the greatest guy," She replied excited and with a twinkle in her eye. She talked on and on about him, I eventually had to stop the conversation.
"Well I got to get to work." I replied.
"I don't see why you work at that ugly little bakery?" She panted.
"Because I have to make a living like everyone else." I retorted.
"Well hey, you could always apply for a waitress job at the club I work at." She suggested.
"Yeah, and wear glamorous revealing clothing, while men oogle my goodies, no offense…"
"None taken."
"It's just not me." I sighed. "Well I have to go. I'll see ya around Carli." I waved, as I dashed through the busy streets of New York. The streets were extremely crowded, and I couldn't walk two steps without bumping shoulders with someone. Sometimes New York seemed too hectic. Suddenly, with all my frustration, I was no longer paying attention to where I was going, and I collided with someone.
