Temper, Temper

Chapter Two

A/N: Hey guys. Long time no see. Well, a lot has gone on since my last update. My grandpa passed away, and I moved back to my old state, unfortunately. I've also been having some family issues, so there's that as well. Sorry for not updating, but hopefully the next one won't take such a long time!

Anyways, please read and tell me what you think! I'd really like to get some more reviews. Hint, hint.

-ZH

As it turns out, I didn't have to worry all that much about finding my way back home. I quickly found out that the small town of Forks was easy to manage as long as you knew which general direction you were supposed to be headed. Of course, it helped that the town was so, well…tiny. Coming all the way from Massachusetts, a town this small was definitely something new for me. I wasn't complaining, though. I actually quite liked it. There wasn't a shit ton of traffic like back home, for one, which made me extremely happy. I fucking hated traffic. That may or may not be because I have a mean case of road rage…But I refuse to admit anything.

Pulling into my driveway, I quickly hopped out of the car and slammed the door behind me. Although I hadn't really done much that day, I was tired. New places always took a lot out of me at first. Especially this time, after what had happened…

I sighed, shaking my head from those abhorred thoughts and walked into the house, making sure to shoulder the door shut behind me. Apparently, it was kind of temperamental. Or at least, that's what Bryan told me through his laughter as he watched me struggle with it.

"Oh, shut up!" I sneered at him. He only laughed harder, leaning against the wall.

"So, how did job hunting go, sis?" he asked, moving towards me. Accepting his hug, I grinned up at him.

"It went pretty well, after the first few hours," I laughed. As I told him what had happened at the diner with Sue, he smiled approvingly at me.

"I knew you could do it!" he said as he ruffled my hair annoyingly. Huffing, I quickly straightened it out. Well, as much as it could be straightened out, that is. My hair was pretty wild on a good day. As for the bad days, well…I don't want to talk about it.

"Yeah, all I gotta do is fill out the application and then bring it back to her. Which I'll probably do around the same time tomorrow, cause I didn't exactly get a look at the working hours of the place, eheh…" Ignoring the exasperated look my older brother sent me, I shouldered past him and into the kitchen. "So, what are you cooking for dinner?" I asked, completely ignoring the cries of complaint coming from him.

True to my word, I had filled out the application to Sue's diner the night that I got it, and the next day I found myself parked in front of the place, preparing myself to go in and hand it in. Granted, I wasn't what you could call nervous, per se, it was more along the lines of…apprehensive? Yeah, we'll go with apprehensive. I didn't know any of the other workers there, and I had only met the owner and presumably my boss briefly. Who the hell knows what kind of working environment it would be? That is, if the offer was even still on the table.

Sighing, I pushed back all thoughts of negativity and strolled into the place, immediately looking around for the owner. Not wanting to just stand there and look like a total idiot, I made my way to the counter and sat in the same seat as I had the day before. The place was busy, but not as packed as it had been yesterday.

It wasn't a moment after I sat down that I heard a commotion coming from one of the booths in the far corner of the small diner. Curiosity peaked, I turned my head to glance over.

Sitting there, looking a little bit squished, were the two guys that I had run into at the grocery store. The hot but strange one who had run away almost immediately after seeing me was staring, eyes wide, in my direction. The other one, his name started with a 'J' I think, was poking at his friend incessantly, while a few other people, all also impeccably built and good looking – just what did these people eat? – were all talking at once to the poor guy. Finally, one of them, a guy that was a little taller than the others, a little more built, with an air of authority surrounding him, turned to look in the direction that the gorgeous one was looking in. Which, in case you were wondering, made him look right at me.

I quickly looked away as soon as he made eye contact, and it was perfect timing because a waitress handed me a menu at that moment. However, it was impossible to tune out the wondrous cry of "No" that rang through the diner from the table. It, obviously, attracted the attention of most everybody, including myself.

The table in the spotlight seemed oblivious to the commotion that they caused. Everyone at the table was looking at the weird guy with a look of pure shock. An angry look came across his face as he nodded, almost regretfully. Making myself turn back to the waitress and ignore the rowdy bunch, I quickly ordered a coffee again. I could definitely see myself getting addicted to the stuff. It was simply amazing.

"Oh!" I cried out, making the waitress turn back to me. "Is Sue here, by the way?" I asked. Smiling at me, she nodded and said that she would go get her for me. Nodding my head in thanks, I pulled my phone out of my hoodie pocket in order to have something to pass the time with as I waited.

Scrolling through my Facebook feed, I ignored all of the messages in my inbox and comments on my statuses that asked where the hell I was or what the hell happened. Scowling at certain comments, I quickly exited the app and set my phone down on the counter, followed quickly by my head, creating a thud.

"Now, now, what could be wrong this time, dear?" a fairly familiar voice asked me. Lifting my head up, I came face to face with the person I came here to see.

"Hey there, Sue." I smiled at her. She quickly returned it. "I have that application you gave me," I said, reaching into my bag and drawing out the crisply folded piece of paper. Grinning at me, she took it and quickly looked through it, pausing a few times to read certain things.

"Everything looks to be in order!" she said happily. "Oh and look, you've moved into the old house right past the border!" At my inquiring look, she elaborated. "That old house has been on the market for ages. Not many people moving into the little town of Forks, y'know?" She sighed. I laughed lightly and nodded.

"Haha, yeah I hear ya. Honestly when Bryan told me that we'd be moving to a place called Forks I thought he had gone insane," I laughed. At her confused look, I went on to say, "Oh, Bryan is my brother. We moved here together."

"Oooh, I see, I see. You'll have to bring him by some time so I can meet him!" Sue said. She looked so happy at the thought of meeting my family that it caused a deep seated ache to start in my chest. I wonder what it would be like, to have her as a mother. I quickly shook that thought away.

"I'll be sure to do that."

"Okay, well, why don't we go back into my office here and we'll discuss things like pay and hours, how does that sound?" she asked. Quickly downing the rest of my coffee and ignoring the slight burn it caused in my throat, I agreed. I hopped down from the bar stool and followed her back to wherever her office was.

We quickly came to an agreement with my pay and hours – which we had a little argument over. She was pretty against me working the hours that I wanted to work, but we finally agreed on me working from opening to closing – a grand total of twelve hours – four days a week. It was a little more than the usual forty hour work week, but not by much, and it wasn't anything that I couldn't handle. I've definitely worked at less glamorous jobs, that's for damn sure! Plus, I could definitely use the money.

Like I had mentioned, we had a little bit saved up from our jobs back home, but with the buying of a house and the money we used to get to Forks, our supply was quickly dwindling. And I didn't want to have to mooch off of my brother every time I wanted to buy something, either.

Signing all of the papers I had to sign, I was told to show up bright and early the next day. Secretly dreading the thought of getting up at the ass crack of dawn, I shook hands with Sue and went back to the counter, just wanting to sit and relax for a moment. It felt really nice, to have a job – especially so soon after arriving in the small town.

I definitely could get used to an easy life like this. But, we'll just see where it takes me, yeah?