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-Chapter Ten-

I could only think of all the things that happened two nights ago, questioning every little thing I could remember. My shoulders tensed up as I lowered the shirt I had been folding so I could set it on top of the pile on the shelf. I looked behind me and wasn't too surprised to find that mannequin there. It was only standing a few feet away from me. "Oh, it's just you" I deadpanned, turning my attention back towards my work. Once I was finished, I turned around, only to jump back.

My hands flying up to clutch at my fast beating heart as I stared at the mannequin that was now closer. It was now trespassing on my personal space. "Shit!" I cursed as I side stepped pass the mannequin and made my way back to the front of the store. I had no idea where Jacob was now, perhaps Amy could tell me where he was. Just as I was about to call out Amy's name when I got closer to the cash register, I stopped when I saw that she was with a customer.

Though, she looked displeased as she glared at the tall, pale man that was leaning over the counter, holding out what appeared to be a purple rose out towards the young woman. His appearance was strange, a long black trench coat, black fedora that was pushed down low enough to cover his eyes. The smirk on his face caused a shiver to rank up my spine, it felt unnerving to look at it. I slowly walked towards the two. "For the last time, I'm not interested!" I heard Amy sneer.

"Oh, come now. Just taking one single rose isn't going to do you much harm" a voice that was pleasing to the ears came from the man. It did seem to match his appearance.

"Excuse me" I cut in the minute I saw Amy's fist balling up. Didn't need her getting in trouble with the boss.

"Thank God" Amy sighed in relief as her body relaxed the minute she saw me step into the picture. Though her glare didn't lighten up. "This asshole's been bothering me all morning" she jabbed her thumb towards the tall man. Causing his smirk to turn into a frown.

"Well that wasn't very nice, sweet cheeks. How about you, would you care to take a rose?" the man asked, turning his attention towards me. His smirk coming back full force just as quickly as it had disappeared. He put away the purple rose and was quick to produce a blue rose before bending down so he was face to face with me. I raised an eyebrow, why hadn't he just given me the rose he had been currently holding?

"Uh, no thank you" I nervously responded as I politely declined him.

"Are you-"

"Hey! You already heard her answer, so there's no point in pestering her. If you're not going to buy anything then leave" Amy interrupted as she pointed towards the entrance. The man's frown returned, but this time it felt different. Just as he opened his mouth to respond, he stopped, his attention now drawn behind me.

"Sir?" I questioned, peering behind myself as well to find that mannequin again. Looking back at the man, he stuffed the rose he was holding in his trench coat and buried his hands into his pockets. Grumbling something before turning to leave the store.

"That was strange" Amy raised an eyebrow as she watched the man leave. Now confused by the man's sudden change in mood. "Had I caused that?"

"I don't think so" I responded. 'Had it been because of that mannequin that he left?' I questioned, looking back at it before turning my attention back towards Amy who was still looking at the entrance. "Who was that guy?" I asked.

"I don't know that was my first time seeing him, don't you know him?" she asked.

"Amy, I didn't even know who that Mr. Farewell guy was. How do you expect me to know everyone in this town? I don't spend my free time getting to know the people who live here" I responded, raising an eyebrow.

"Good point."

"So, have you and Jacob stop arguing for the day?" I asked.

"Hm, yes and no" she responded as I raised an eyebrow. "We decided to put it off to the side and pick it back up sometime later, I mean I'm still mad at him. But, not mad enough to start accepting roses from random guys" she explained.

"That's kind of strange, I've never known any guy who just carry different colored roses. Was also strange that he was able to just magically produce a rose that was my favorite color" I said, leaning back against the counter.

"It was kind of suspicious that he just walked up to the cash register the minute he entered and pulled out a rose. Where was he even keeping that thing? It looked to be in perfect condition" Amy said. "Do you think we'll see him again?"

"Hopefully not, but we probably will" I responded, pushing away from the counter. "Anyways, mind telling me where Jacob is? I believe I have to help him with something."

"You believe?" she questioned, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

"Not a word! Not my fault I'm not good at remembering all the assignments Mrs. Taylor assigns me" I muttered as my cheeks heated up.

"Hm, if I have to guess, I believe he's in the Employees Only room" she hummed.

"Why would he be in there?"

"Probably on his lunch break, pouting or being lazy. One of the other" she shrugged her shoulders. "You won't know 'til you go and look."

"You're right, thanks, I'll see you around" I waved bye to the raven-haired woman as I walked off.

A/N: Enjoy

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