A/N: come on now people. where's the reviews. i really shouldn't be updating. but oh well, perhaps this will entice you to update. or maybe not, but it's worth a try. i swear i'll end it all right here, unless i get some reviews.
I was working at the bakery the next day, completely covered in flour, when wouldn't you know it, guess who walks in.
"Heya Siren." He smiled, with Sandy hanging on his arm.
"Hey." I smiled back. "Can I get you anything?"
"No, I'se was jist passing and I'se saw youse through the windows." He replied.
"What about you Sandy?" I replied bitterly.
"No thank you, I'm watching my weight." She retorted.
"Of course you are." I grinned.
"Well I'se best start selling me papes, it was nice seeing ya. Maybe we could get tageda after woik." He offered.
"Sure."
"Sandy youse coming?"
"Naw, I'll see you back at the lodging house." She smiled sweetly.
"Alright, bye." He then left, leaving just me and Sandy. I went back to work, taking cookies out of the oven and what not.
"So Spot didn't come back till one last night." She stated coarsely.
"So…" I asked still focusing on my work.
"So…I'm just saying, youse ain't got a chance in hell wid him, youse just rememba dat." She warned.
"What are you saying?" I demanded, as I stopped everything I was doing, and looked her dead in the eye.
"Come on. Look at you and look at me. You wear glasses and wear clothes my mother would wear, and then there's me, every boy wants me. How many want you?" She snickered, then left. I stood there for a second. I stood there looking at my reflection on the glass counter. She was right. But it didn't matter one bit to me who wanted me or not, I loved who I was, and at least I wasn't her. I then shoved the thought out of my head and went back to work.
