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-Chapter Three-

I felt my body flinch at the gentle touch of someone resting their hand on my shoulder. With quick reflexes, I found myself sitting up straight and looking around my room. The morning light was already starting to seep into the room from my window and revealed that nothing was out of the ordinary. "Is anyone there?" I couldn't help but quietly call out, my eyes still scanning my room for any sudden movements.

"Crystal, hurry up or else you're going to be late!" I heard mom call from downstairs, her muffled voice breaking me out of my trance.

"Okay!" I called back, throwing my legs over the edge of my bed and standing. "I guess it was nothing" I mumbled lowly to myself as I gathered what I needed and made my way to the bathroom. Not before grabbing my phone to make a quick call to Kelly.

-Later-

I furrowed my brows, looking back behind me as I walked down the stairs. Something felt off, as if there were a pair of eyes watching my every move but that was absurd. Considering I was still in the safety of my own home. "I'm heading off, bye" I said, poking my head into the kitchen where my parents were. Mom hovered near the stove as she cooked breakfast while dad sat at the kitchen table, staring at the paper.

"Do you want anything to eat before you head off?" mom questioned.

"No."

"You sure?"

"Yes mom, I'm sure."

"You really sure you don't want anything to eat?"

"Honey, she said she's not hungry. Let her go before she really does end up being late" dad said, his eyes never leaving the paper. Mom only pouted before sighing as she turned her attention back to her cooking.

"Well if you say so, have fun at work, darling" she said. I only nodded my head, saying a quick 'love you' before heading out the front door. Not wasting any time, I gently started to jog down the sidewalk and towards the clothing store, though to be honest I wasn't all that big on running. By the time the store came in sight I started to slow down, breathing a bit heavily as I raised an eyebrow at the group of employees that were standing around outside near the entrance. I walked over to Jacob and tapped his shoulder to grab his attention.

"What's going on? Why are you all standing around out here?"

"Oh, Mrs. Taylor isn't here yet and she's kind of the only person that has the keys to the store" he explained, turning his attention away from whatever it is he was looking at to look at me. He seemed a bit agitated as he shifted around, digging his hands into his pockets and looking through the glass doors. "I hate it when she does this, it's so annoying" he breathed out, causing a bit of laughter to escape past my lips. I smiled a bit, looking down at the ground as a silence settled between the two of us while we waited. I'd occasional pick up on bits and pieces from the other conversations going on around between the other employees.

It wasn't long before the sound of heels clicking against concrete interrupted any conversations going on. Everyone seemed to have grown silent as they peered behind them, moving out of the way to let the distressed and embarrassed blonde pass through. Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment as she juggled a set of keys, her bag, and a styrofoam cup. "I deeply apologize for being late, it seems I forgot to set my alarm clock last night" she sheepishly said as she unlocked the front doors. Everyone followed her as she entered, spreading out as they headed to their sections.

"Mrs. Taylor" I said, speed walking towards her as she was making her way to her office.

"Yes, what is it?" she asked, looking up at me as she came to a halt in putting her keys away.

"What exactly am I supposed to do today? Help Jacob again?" I questioned, not really understanding what my position exactly was.

"Oh..." she said, trailing off as it seems that even she didn't know what my position was going to be either. "How about this, you just help Jacob and Amy from now on. Does that sound good to you? It does, good" she said, nodding her head as I only blinked my eyes. Not being given the choice to decide how I felt about that. Before I could open my mouth to speak she was already walking off, once again leaving me behind.

"But...who's Amy? You need to tell me who these people are" I mumbled walking off in a random direction to look for Jacob. He was the only person I knew, no doubt I'll have to ask him about this 'Amy' person. When I found the raven-haired male, he was humming lowly to himself as he was hanging up some new clothes on a rack. "Hey, need any help?" I said, walking up right behind him. I giggled as I watched him jump in surprise, a small and adorable yelp leaving his lips.

"Don't sneak up on me like that, are you trying to give me a heart attack?!" he snapped, turning around to face me. His lips drawn back into a sneer. His cheeks were flushed a bright red as he watched my body shake and quiver from having to hold back my own laughter.

"S-sorry" I stuttered out while holding back the laugh that was caught in the back of my throat, my lips drawing back into a wide smile as I 'apologized'.

"Just don't do it again" Jacob muttered as he turned his attention back to the rack in front of him. "And to answer your question, yes, you can help me. We need to put up these new clothes that just came in to replace the ones that you destroyed" he explained, smirking when I lowly grumbled.

"It was an accident" I mumbled as I got started in helping him. "Hey Jacob" I said, breaking the silence that had settled between the two of us. I waited for a few minutes, before finally receiving a hum that told me that I had all his attention. "Do you perhaps know an employee named Amy and if so do you know where I could find her?"

"Amy? Yeah I know her, she works the cash register, why do you ask?" Jacob questioned, tilting his head as he turned his attention towards me.

"She's the other person I'm supposed to be helping during my time here" I responded, watching as he nodded his head.

"Well if you're worried that she'll make you work hard, don't. Amy likes to work alone; you'll more than likely just be standing around when you're with her" he explained.

"Why?"

"I'm not sure, I remembered when she first join she was like a lost puppy. Following people around and always asking for help, she really was the type of person that depended on others" Jacob said, his eyes glazing over as if he was lost in a memory. "Then one day, when she had to work overtime, she just suddenly changed. She became a bit hateful as well as more independent, refusing help even when she needed it. I asked her about it one day and all she said was that she couldn't rely on other people for the rest of her life, she'd get kill if she did."

"Huh? Strange" I said, furrowing my brows as I watched him shake his head and nod in agreement.

"Kind of makes you wonder what happened that day she had to stay late, doesn't it? Too bad she refuses to tell anyone" Jacob said. "Anyways let's get back to work, I don't want to be stuck putting up clothes for the whole day."

-Later-

"Well I'm off to go see Amy, wish my luck" I said, waving bye to Jacob who only grunted in response as he went off to do his other tasks for the day. It didn't take me long to reach the front of the store and spot the raven-haired girl that leaned back in a chair, holding up a magazine as her eyes scanned the pages. Her outfit was like mine and piercings seemed to decorate her face as she had a nose ring and snake bites. I couldn't help but admit that the red polka dotted bow in her hair was quite cute as well. "Hey, are you by any chance Amy?" I asked walking up to the counter before taking a step back when she looked up with a sudden glare on her face.

As if irritated by being interrupted from what she was doing. "Yeah, what do you want?" she sneered out, already displeased with my appearance.

"I was told that you're one of the people that I'll be helping while working here" I explained, my lips twitching downwards into a frown as I narrowed my eyes. Straightening my back and puffing out my chest as if trying to be intimidating and show her I wasn't scared of her. Too bad I was just as intimidating as a stuff bear.

"Fine, just don't bother me" she said, her glare not lightening up as she turned her attention back towards the magazine in her hands. Looking around, I grabbed a nearby chair and walked around the counter. Sitting the chair next to Amy's, I plopped down and leaned back into it. Letting my body slide downwards as I stared up at the ceiling, already growing bored. It wasn't long though when I heard heels clicking against the floor as a familiar blonde came walking up to the front counter.

Mrs. Taylor stopped right in front of the two of us, her red painted lips pulled back into a wide smile as she clapped her hands together. Catching Amy's attention as she slowly closed her magazine and looked towards the woman with a raised eyebrow. "Yes, what is it ma'am?" she asked, my ears twitched at the slight waver that was heard in her voice. As if she was nervous at what the boss wanted to say.

"Well I know I normally have one of the other employees do this, but I think it would be best if the both of you take it tonight" the blonde said, setting down a set of keys on the counter before looking between the two of us. From the corner of my eye, I watched how Amy's body tensed as she stared down at the set of keys. "I'm going to need you both to stay after and count up the money that was made this week, I know it's a bit early but I need this done as quick as possible and it can't wait 'til tomorrow night" she explained, her smile never faltering. Not even when Amy's body started to shake while her face showed an expression of horror.

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