Chapter 8: Always The Same

Wednesday July 18, 2007

It has been a interesting two weeks. I have never felt this relaxed or like I belong somewhere for a long time. Ashley just makes me feel comfortable and I don't have to hide who I am with her. She's sweet, polite and from what I can tell honest.

We're supposed to hangout after work. She wanted to plan this time and I get to do it next time. Apparently she is a fan of giving surprises because she won't let me know what we are going to be doing or where we are going. I just hope that she like receiving surprises as much as she likes giving them 'cause you get what you give.

Anyways, I still have to restock the magizines. Kent will have my ass if I don't get them done before I eave for the day. Hopefully, Ashley will be done setting up the display and then she can help me with this crap.

Lately Ms. Johnson has us working apart from each other. I just think she is jealous because she doesn't have someone to talk to or have fun with while sitting around waiting for someone to actually come into the store. Ms. Johnson just takes care of the registers but Kent allows her to give us projects to do. I don't mind the projects but could she at least allow us to work together once! Oh well. It's not like I can do anything about it except to do the work by myself and try to get it done as fast as I can.

"Hey, I thought you would be done by now."

"Jesus! Don't scare me like that. I was just thinking that's all."

Her arms are extended and her hands on my shoulders holding me in place. "I'm sorry. What's on your mind?"

I look up and into her eyes like I've been doing for the past few weeks that I've known her. "I'm just thinking about what you could've possibly planned. I can't wait to find out what it is."

Her smile is spreading across her face and it's definately something I like to see. Her hands have moved from my shoulders to my hair and she's playing with the end of my ponytail. "You'll like it. I promise."

"Oh, I don't know. How can you be so sure?"

Her smile is impossibly bigger and she's lightly tugging on my hair. "You'll love it and if you don't you're going to tell me you do anyway. Understand?"

I can't help but laugh. There is definately something different about this girl but I like it. "Yes Ms. Davies."

"Good. When work is over meet me by my car. Got it?"

"Yes Ms. Davies."