CHAPTER TWO

AN: Hi everyone. Please excuse the delayed author's note. This is one of my first fanfictions. I hope you guys enjoy and I hope to improve over time. Feel free to let me know what you thing. Just don't insult my existance. And a little side note; I know this is a Enzo/oc fic but he won't be in the early chapters of the story. I just want to introduce you to my OC first so you guys can have a better understanding of her character. Enjoy.

(CHAPTER SONG: TENNIS COURT BY LORDE)

In darkness we cannot see anything, or so we think.

Out of all the days of the week, Carter liked Saturdays the least not because it's the day after an epic Friday night party but because she had an early morning shift at the coffee shop that started at 8:00am, which means that she'd have to abandon her warm and comfortable bed to serve morning people. Not great.

She went into her scanty kitchen after a fresh shower and made herself some coffee. She never left without having her coffee. She sat on her kitchen stool and slowly sipped her coffee while looking at her cell phone screen. She had three missed calls from a private number.

She immediately began to panic. Could it possibly be one of them? She thought as she hastily jumped up from the stool, grabbed her backpack and ran out the door.

On her way to work, Carter's mind was swamping with a million thoughts. Her heart was racing faster each time she thought about them. Had they finally found her exact location? But if they did, they wouldn't call, they would just barge into her apartment or workplace.

Her workplace! What if they're already there? What if they hurt innocent kind Mr Alvin because it's always the purest and most innocent who get hurt? She couldn't let that happen. She couldn't let anything happen to Mr Alvin because he is the only thing closest to family she has ever had and she wasn't ready to lose him yet.

As the thought of someone hurting Mr Alvin settled in, she picked up her pace to get to the coffee shop. It wasn't far from her apartment, just a ten minute walk and she was thankful to God for that.

Soon she was opening the front door of the coffee shop as the tiny bells jingled above her. As she entered, eyes franticly searched for her sixty-five year old boss.

She spotted him almost immediately. He was standing behind the counter, talking to a young man. She let out a deep breath and her tense features relaxed a bit. She looked around cautiously and spotted nothing out of the usual. There were a few people mostly occupying the back booths and a few occupying the stools in front of the counter. Nothing unusual.

She quickly made her way to the backroom, hastily greeting Mr Alvin on her way. She removed her black, knee-length coat and replaced it with a black apron that had a Macbeth's printed on it in emerald green.

Just then Mr Alvin entered the room, a look of concern playing on his features. "Are you alright darling? You seem tense."

She quickly got rid of the tenseness and gave him a sweet smile that was only reserved for him. "I'm fine, just a little sleepy. You know I'm not a morning person."

Mr Alvin looked thoughtful for a moment but didn't push it. "If say so. Anyway there's someone I want you to meet." He took her hand and led her out of the backroom to behind the counter where the young man who he had been talking to earlier stood wearing a black apron identical to hers and old Mr Alvin's.

It was quite obvious that he was the new employee. "Carter this is Aiden Potter, our latest addition to the shop. Aiden this is Carter Degraasi, soon-to-be manager." He introduced them.

Aiden smiled politely and extended his hand for a handshake. They shook hands and exchanged a few words.

"Carter will help adjust to the place while you're new. Feel free to ask her or me anything you wish to know alright?" Mr Alvin informed him politely and Aiden nodded in understanding.

After making the necessary introductions, Mr Alvin went to the backroom where he usually spent most of his days either reading or doing paperwork leaving the two employees to tend to the customers.

Carter served a few customers while Aiden busied himself with drying coffee mugs.

He wasn't that much older than her, maybe just a year. He was tall, about 6 feet tall and masculine. He had a straight, dirty blonde hair that was ear-length and a pair of piercing emerald green eyes. His skin was pale and porcelain and he looked athletic. He was fairly handsome with almost perfect features. He had those typical bad-boy features.

"So, a seventeen year old is my senior?" he asked as he threw the napkin, with which he was drying mugs, over his left shoulder, a small smirk tugging at his lips.

He moved forward and placed his elbow on the counter.

Carter glared at him. "Are you complaining?" she asked, raising one of her eyebrows.

"Nope. I wouldn't dare. Just wondering how you got there." He shrugs.

"You get what you work for Aiden. I thought you would have known that already."

"So you're saying that if I work towards a night out with you I'll get it?"

Carter rolled her eyes dramatically and sighed. "No you won't. You'll just be wasting your time and effort."

"Why not? I'm handsome enough to take you out." He wiggled his eyebrows in a way that put her off.

"That's exactly why I wouldn't go out with you. You think you're handsome which leaves no room for compliments. And besides, I don't know you." She raised an eyebrow, daring him to disagree.

"That's not entirely true. You know my name and a few other things." He countered.

"You're right. I do know a few other things like the fact that you asked me out within our first twenty minutes of meeting, which by the way shows just how poor your work ethics are. You're cocky and forward. Have you even worked before and how old are you?"

His smirk widened. "See you already want to get to know me. I'm eighteen and longer suffering from schoolboy syndrome."

Carter glared at him once again. "Drop-out I'm guessing." She said apathetically.

"You got it wrong Carter. I am way more than a drop-out. I'm an early graduate." Aiden had a goofy smile on his handsome features which she rolled her eyes at.

One of the many reasons why Carter utterly despised high school was because of kids like Aiden; overly-confident and gullible. Their silly attempts to impress the opposite gender and their dying desire to please everyone sickened her at times, adding to her built up desire to get free from the clutches of high school.

Fortunately for her she would soon commence with her final year, making her a senior.

She put on a visibly fake smile that lasted about two seconds and said: "Good for you."