*Sarah's POV*
"COME ON YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME LATE!" They came running out in their nice outfits. They had gotten a call back on Sunday saying to come in Monday morning to have a feel of the place. I had to drop them off a tad bit earlier though because I had my own classes to go to. I quickly took off, getting a couple of honks from different directions.
"S-Sarah-"
"I'm not slowing down! We'll be fine!"
Thankfully we made it over and they quickly got off. "See y'all later!" I took off down the road to my school.
*Google's POV*
We waited outside for a while as they still hadn't opened. As we waited, I adjust my speech for them. "I hope Sarah is careful," Wilford muttered.
I tilted my head at him and then began to track her location. "Although she is slightly speeding, she hasn't crashed yet."
"That's good." Not even a few seconds later the door behind us opened and we saw a lady look at us with a questionable look.
"Who are you?" she asked through the side of the door.
"My name is Wil-" I covered his mouth, seeing that the lady probably didn't want to deal with his babble.
"We're the new tellers," I stated.
"Oh, well why didn't you say so!" She let us in and locked the door behind us. "Y'all are pretty early but your supervisor should be out to meet you in a few minutes. Just hang out in the lobby for now." We nodded and began waiting.
Not even five minutes later a lady with dark blonde hair came out, a nice dress shirt and a long black skirt being her outfit. "Hello! My name is Sally Vasquez. I'm y'all's supervisor."
"It's nice to meet you ma'am," I commented lightly, the others following in suite. Just as we had originally practiced.
"Alright well, let me show you around and tell you what you will be assigned to do in the meantime!"
She led us down some hallways and began to introduce us to the immediate staff that we'd be working with along with the codes to get through the door.
Then they showed us a presentation on what we strive to do here (all the while Wilford was twiddling around with his mustache and Dark seemed to be lost in his own world, clearly bored).
They gave us a free cup and a notebook and pen which was to be used for taking notes. I knew all I needed to understand it was the system's name and I'd have all the knowledge for it fully. Dark usually caught on to these things with some effort and Wilford...I was slightly worried but he'd be fine; if he could figure it being as a show then it'll eventually click. After all, this is a show we are putting on.
We went back to the teller station and were introduced to the other tellers. It was mostly girls with the exception of one guy who seemed awfully young, no older than 20. They were all very nice and were happy to invite us to the group. 'Even though our stay shouldn't be that much longer…'
Before we knew it it was lunch time and were dismissed. Sarah arrived a little late due to traffic but the house was close enough to have time to eat.
"So how is it so far?" she asked as we sat around the table with our sandwiches.
"...The employees are entertaining," Wilford commented lightly. I knew the job itself likely seemed extremely boring.
"I love them, they're the greatest," Sarah responded with glee, not catching onto Wilford's change of tone.
"The job i-itself seems pretty easy, s-s-so it shouldn't be long t-t-till we master it."
"That's good. Have they shown you what you'll be needing to memorize?"
"No, they mentioned it lightly but said they would explain more after we got back from lunch," Dark responded, beginning to grab his slightly empty plate (some of the crumbles of Doritos were there still).
"Well, hope y'all like reading. It's kind of like an initiation thing in a sense."
"Reading? We're already being forced to take notes what do you mean we will be reading?" Wilford whined.
*Wilford's POV*
I stared at the binder placed in front of me. From what I could tell it was quite full for its size. 'They expect us to read this?'
I opened it up. It was a manual for the credit union that, according to the binder, was for learning about the system and some code of conduct. Along with this there would be even some courses online. "Grrrr….." I looked through some of the pages. I can't believe I'm the one to start this off while the others get to 'mingle.' It's no fair, just because I wasn't paying attention doesn't mean I deserve this!
I flipped to another page. Barely 5 pages into this 90 page manual and I'm regretting this job. I sighed. Then, I remembered something. Whenever I find myself with a boring script, I exaggerate through it and try to do it as a show! I grabbed out my handy-dandy microphone, cleared my voice and began. "Good evening ladies and gentleman and all other configurations of being. My name is Wilford Warfstache and tonight, I bring you the interview of…" I tried to think of a name for the manual. "MANUELA! Manuela, how are you doing this evening?" No response.
I switched chairs and talked in a higher pitched voice, "I'm doing lovely my darling."
I switched chairs. "Ho ho ho! Terrific! Now, what can you tell me about...oh…" I looked in the manual. "Transfers…"
I switched chairs. "Oh I can tell you loads of things! Did you know…" I checked the manual. "That you can only do transfers within the system for free and that any transfer to another branch will be $50?"
I switched chairs. "Oh god man that's a lot of money! What else?"
*Dark's POV*
I watched casually as the lady know as Evelyn showed me how to do the basics: depositing and withdrawing. We were in the back mostly because it was generally calmer and also they couldn't do anything like cashier's checks and money orders and a couple of other things that will be taught eventually. Sarah wasn't teaching any of us either mostly because she was in the lobby; they needed as many hands as they could get. "Alrighty so we just go over here and then just click deposit and this screen pops up. Now, notice up here that it doesn't have the account number filled out? Well, if there was an account typed in over here, it'd have it up there. But it's automatically gonna put it to their savings in the suffix over here so you have to put in the right suffix, alright?" I nodded.
She glanced over to my notebook and laughed. "What?"
"Nothing, I just thought that since you hung out with Sarah that you'd take at least half as many notes as she did when she came here."
"Really?"
"Yeah and she had many questions too. It was nice but at the same time it was a little funny. It's not that hard of a job."
"Oh…" She went on to another part of the system. "...How long has she been working here?"
She thought about it. "Well, she was here during her last year of high school, left a couple of years for...whatever reason, and then came back. So...maybe a good 6 years of work? I mean, I'm kind of just visiting back here since I moved up and they needed back up till y'all are trained to work the station." '6 years…' "You know, these are questions that can probably be best answered by her. She doesn't talk about herself much."
I nodded and she continued her small lecture. Then I heard Sarah greet someone with high enthusiasm and I looked over to see who it was.
*Sarah's POV*
"Hello Ms. Winifred! How are you doing today?"
"I'm doing alright." She handed me the transaction slip and as usual would look at our signs on the counter in front of her. She smiled and as I did her transaction asked, "Do you know what other word I would put here?" I looked over at the sign which read: Put your debt on a diet! I shook my head. She grinned and whispered, "Put your ass on a diet!" She cackled softly and I did the same. I always loved it when she'd make jokes like this. She was a lovely person. (A.N. I miss her, so I wanted her to be in here. She's great with jokes ^^)
"Alright how would you like it back?"
"20's will do." I got her her 20's and counted them out to her, then handed her her receipt. "How much did you leave me?" She looked at it. "Eh this should last me till next week."
I smiled. "Have a good one Ms. Winifred!"
"You too." Ms. Winifred was one of my favorite members. She was pretty much one of those people you really hope you would see on a bad day to make you feel a little bit better. I know whenever I'm done I would need to say goodbye to her but she would remind me what a good attitude could do for another person.
Kind of like with my favorite youtubers…I was going through some things when I fell upon Jay from the Kubz Scouts(who is That Dude) and it was kind of on accident really. And then I watched some of his videos and found Gloom and eventually Razzbowski. Then, he mentioned something about Markiplier; he was trying to beat his Hunie Cam Studio score (A.N. True story, check out the vidXD) Then when I noticed he hadn't finished a particular series he had started, I checked to see if this 'Markiplier fellow' actually completed it and he did and...the video was quite enjoyable. After exploring his channel I found he was an enjoyable character and most of the other youtubers fell into place. It was beautiful seeing their growth over the years and how much they have committed to their communities...And with Markiplier's in particular, I don't know. He made me happy and kind of kept up with his viewers on a personal level more often...and he was my inspiration to make sure to do something that I wanted to do and to strive to be better...All of them...
I smiled at this thought as I called for the next person.
*Dark's POV*
'...Her thoughts are beautiful…'
'Yeah...wish I could meet her.'
'No. Never.'
'I'll come out on my own if you don't let me eventually.'
I felt a searing heat roar through my head. "You alright?" Evelyn asked.
"Y-yeah...migraine."
"Ah. Well, make sure to take some painkillers for that later."
"Will do." I looked over at Sarah again. I couldn't understand this feeling inside of me but it was growing stronger and I didn't know how much longer I could take it in stride. 'What is happening to me?'
*Sarah's POV*
*Time skip!*
"Come on I'm gonna be late to my meeting!"
"Why do you have to study with a bore?" Wilford whined, trying to get me to stay.
"This is literally the only way to be able to meet other people and this is difficult and if we can butt heads and figure it out then I can gain a new skill."
"Who is this guy anyway?" he inquired from the ground.
"He said his name was Dan. He seemed pretty nice."
"'Seemed.' And here you are about to meet him at a late hour-"
"Wilford stop acting like my dad!"
"I'm not! I'm just saying-"
"I'll be fine! Bye!" I exited the house only to find myself face to face with Dark. "Ah!" I pushed him away out of startlement.
Wilford yanked over the door yelling, "I knew it! I knew something-Oh, it's just Dark. WAIT, ARE YOU INVITING HIM TO COME ALONG INSTEAD OF US-"
"No Wilford he was just out here when I came out! Trust me, none of y'all-"
"But I want to come." I looked over to Dark who kind of stood with this demeanor that threw me off.
All I could say was, "O-ok."
"OK?! We're coming too then!" He ran inside and grabbed Google who currently had a lollipop in his mouth and brought him over to the car.
"Wh-what? Come...oh forget it!" I locked the door behind me and we took off. "You will all be in a room across from us ok?"
"But whyyyy-"
"We have to concentrate! We have finals next week!"
"Booooooo."
I shook my head and eventually we reached the parking lot of the library. Being it was so late there weren't many cars left. We went up the stairs and I saw Dan was waiting for me. "Shoot. Ok, get to the room over there, now!" I shooed them away and they took off.
Then I walked into the room. "Hey there! Sorry I'm a little late!"
"Oh no, you're fine." He smiled gently. I took out my notes and we began to work on it. Now that I was actually working with him, he did look kind of familiar...but from where I couldn't tell. I decided to put it out of my mind though.
*?'s POV*
In my head I was simply grinning. She couldn't have recognized me by the way she talked so smoothly with me. Admittedly I did change my hairstyle and made a few adjustments to my facial features but I was glad. I wanted to be able to...surprise her. When the time comes though. For now, I'll play along with this act until I find out where she lives. And then...we'll let history repeat itself.
(A.N. ...I would really really love it if someone made a comic series...that's all I'm gonna say.
ALSO! GIFT IS INBOUND, I REPEAT, GIFT IS INBOUND! WILL LAND TODAY AND YOU'LL SEE IT! VERY EXCITED!)