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Training Day
Seven o'clock in the morning rolled around far too quickly for Taichi Kamiya, who hadn't awoken before noon all summer. It had been a miracle, but he had somehow made it out of bed and to the flower shop on time.
His normally disheveled hair was even messier than usual and his large brown eyes were dazed and glazed over as he opened the door and resisted the sudden urge to destroy those stupid bells. "Morning Taichi!" Sora said brightly as he entered the shop. "Eeeraaggeeg," Tai groaned back, and looked off groggily into the distance, letting his head fall onto the counter. Sora laughed, "Ready for your first day of training, I see?"
She received another half-enthused groan from her friend. "Aw, it's okay, I know it seems early at first, but you'll get used to it," she said, a bit more sympathetic. "Yeah…whatever you say," Tai managed to grumble. "Hah! Speech! I knew you were alive! That means we can get started!" Sora exclaimed triumphantly. "Alright, alright…" the boy conceded as he yawned and followed Sora into the back.
In the back, Sora sifted through the flowers, naming each one and explaining how it is usually used. Tai dazed in and out as he fought for consciousness. As Sora explained one particularly boring flower, he drifted off again, trying to think of why exactly he was doing this, it seemed way to similar to school, with him barely paying attention as someone stood lecturing about something that was probably very important.
Oh yeah, that's right, he thought, as he caught Sora's eye, that's what he was doing it for. Sora, his best friend, the girl he'd been crazy about since he was a toddler. The most caring, thoughtful, considerate, beautiful person he'd ever met. The person he would do anything for, who he would die for. His reason for breathing, his reason for waking, his everything. His world.
…He tried a little harder to pay attention.
"And these, obviously, are roses. White is for purity, pink is for gratitude, yellow is for friendship, and red is for love. Most people ask for red, but weddings usually ask for white." She stopped for a second, quietly gazing at the roses. Realizing her sudden pause, she continued, "All right, now for the cash register..."
Tai, a great deal more awake, noted Sora's actions with a silent suspicion. However, these thoughts got trampled as the girl poured out more information on how to work the register, how to greet costumers, and how to arrange flowers.
"That's it," Sora said, after was seemed like a century. "Do I get to go home now?!" Tai asked anxiously. Sora, finding the entire experience thoroughly amusing, responded with a grin. "No Taichi, now, we open." She said, and tossed him a dark blue apron.
Hmm…I cut this apart even MORE because I decided to use the next part for another chapter so it's really short. I've been going to this flower shop every Tuesday now, and trying to see how things work..but I'm broke, so I can't buy anything and the lady thinks I'm a crazy stalker. So, if that lady at Ukrop's flower section is reading this, I'm not a crazy stalker lady!! It's for my fic!! Anyway, the point is, I was going to go into more detail about flowers and the flower shop and whatnot, but I haven't been able to really learn anything because the crazy lady glares (oh how she glares). However, that chopped off part should HOPEFULLY be up pretty soon, but we shall see ;) and if worse comes to worse, I'll find another florists ;) well, I better get writing! ;D lots of love, please R&R :D Happy Halloween! :)