No Miracles Today

Chapter Two �" No Miracles Today

 

            It’s not like I was asking for a miracle. Well, maybe I was. I mean, I wasn’t asking for my mother to come back to life. Or for my dad to come home one day and simply say he wants to move back to our hometown. No, all I wanted was to not have to work with this annoying loser.

            “There is no spoon!” Josh shouted from the backroom. I covered my face with my hand and sighed loudly. How can someone be so idiotic?

            “I told you to look in the top drawer of the cabinet. Not the filing cabinet. Why would there be a spoon in the filing cabinet?” I replied, shaking my head with disbelief.

            Of course Katie would hire Josh. If there was another employee in the shop then she didn’t have to work nearly as much. Like today, normally I would be trapped here with her, but instead she decided I was in charge and left me here with him. I never really pegged her for the lazy type, but what did I know?

            “Oh, I found it.” He shouted again. Finally, it shouldn’t take anyone five minutes to find a spoon in a cabinet; a near empty cabinet, nonetheless.

            The door behind me swung open, as Josh returned with the spoon and his pudding. I kept an eye on the two suspicious looking boys who just wandered into the shop. They both looked about twelve and were basically covered in dirt, head to toe.

            “What is this? I found it in the cabinet on the top shelf. I look over, peeling my eyes away from the kids who are now choosing which sugar-filled beverage to buy. As if they need anymore sugar. They are practically bouncing up and down already.

            Josh was holding some sort of tool that Katie usually uses to open the boxes. I shrugged my shoulders and glanced back at the kids.

            “You should probably put that back, it’s Katie’s. She’ll have a fit if she knew you were messing with her stuff.” I said. He shrugged this time and smirked at me.

            “I think I saw this in a porn movie once.” He said nonchalantly. I briefly choked before rolling my eyes and shushing him, not wanting the younger ears to hear him.

            Despite my efforts, the kids, who recently made their way to the counter, looked up at us with wide eyes, and a grin plastered on their face. Little boys are so immature. I looked at Josh as he grinnrf before going to put the tool back. All boys are immature from my observations.

            I snuck a glance at the clock, for what feels like the millionth time since I got here. Four more hours until my shift was over.

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            “You want to be a librarian?” Josh asked, raising his eyebrows. Why did I share this with him? Right, he asked what you wanted to do after you graduate and you’re too nice to just ignore him again.

            “Yeah, that’s what I said right?” I said sarcastically. He puts his hands up in a surrendering motion.

            “That’s cool.” He said in a failingly genuine voice.

            My shift ends in a little over an hour. It’s seven o’clock and the sun is just starting to set. Which means that there are fewer customers and the few that do stop are in groups. So I’m stuck here alone with Josh for another hour, without the passing customers we had earlier to keep me sane.       

            “Do you want to know what I plan on doing after I graduate?” He asked, trying to make conversation. He must be really bored by now to be trying so hard as to talk about future plans. I am a little scared to hear his actually. It’s probably something along the lines of truck driver or something like that. Or at worst case scenario, and judging by his looks and all he’s told me today about pranking some annoying ‘witch’ from school, staying out of jail wouldn’t surprise me either.

            “Sure.” I replied, not really interested in hearing his answer. I sit on the stool in the corner of the small area behind the counter. I figured he can work the register for a little while.

            “Lawyer,” He stated simply, picking at his cuticles for a second before looking back up at me. “What?” He asked.

            “Nothing, I was just expecting you to say something completely…” I trailed off, not wanting to insult him to his face.

            “Stupid,” He asked, looking at me like I’m the most predictable person ever. Which I’m not, at least, not all the time, I hope.

            “I was going to say, I was expecting you to say something that has a little more action. Like police officer,” I lied, ha, yeah right. I can’t picture him being anything even close to a police officer. Maybe one of those police officers you see on T.V who ends up all corrupted and twisted.

            “Nope, I’ve wanted to be a lawyer for a while now.” He said. He smiled, obviously believing my lie. For a second I felt a little guilty about lying, but I shook it off.

            “What kind of lawyer?” I asked, still trying to shake off the guilty feeling.

            “There are different kinds of lawyers?” He asked. I mentally roll my eyes, suddenly not feeling guilty anymore.

            “Uh, yeah,” I replied, snorting at his ignorance.

Ding, Ding, the door chimes as a group of teenage girls, around my age, straggle into the shop. The four girls approach the freezers, each of them grabbing a different soda. The blonde girl, wearing a short light pink top and a blue pair of skinny jeans heads over to the racks holding the various brands of chips.

“Hey, Joshua, how much are the bottled waters?” Another girl, with burgundy hair wearing jeans and a T-shirt, asked.

I laughed and looked at Josh. Joshua grimaced and glared at her, while shrugging.

“I don’t know. It’s my first day on the job.” He replied. The girl laughed and I couldn’t help but notice how high pitched her laughter is.

“A dollar-twenty-nine,” I told her. She gave me a thankful smile.

“You should really make him work! He’s a lazy bum if you don’t force him to do something.” She told me, grinning at me like we’re sharing some sort of secret. The girl behind her makes suggestive sounds and waggles her eyebrows. Burgundy haired girl slapped her playfully. “I didn’t mean it like that, you perv.” She squealed.

I resisted the urge to cover my ears as they all approached the counter. I remained sitting in the corner, and Josh gave me a helpless look. I motioned with my hand for him to ring up the merchandise that the girls had just piled onto the counter.

“So you’re new to town, right?” The blonde girl asked. I nodded uninterestedly. The girl obviously didn’t take the hint and continued, “Well, welcome to Riverhill. Are you going to be attending RH High?”

“Yeah, I am,” I replied, giving her a polite smile, hoping she’d stop asking me questions. I think it goes without saying that I’m not a people person.

“That’s great! I remember when I was new two years ago, in my freshman year, and it absolutely sucked. Hopefully your first year here won’t be as terrible.” She said.

“Oh, don’t be dramatic. You were welcome right away. Your first year didn’t suck at all.” The burgundy haired girl said while rolling her eyes and taking a twenty out of her pocket and handing it to Josh, who seemed to have successfully worked the register for the first time. I can’t help but feel a little impressed; I didn’t get the darn thing to work for me until my second week here.

The blond girl wrinkled her nose at Burgundy and gave me a shrug. I pondered the exchange, and wondered if these girls are actually friends.

“Well, see you later, Josh.” Burgundy said as she took her change. Josh winked at her and she giggled before turning and leaving with the other girls. I realized not a single one of them offered their name to me. Not that I really cared.

“So, do you mind if I take off early?” Josh asked, smiling at me sweetly. The smile couldn’t be anymore fake, and then he smirked, which didn’t help his case.

“Are you kidding? No way, it’s your first day and you want to take off early. Yeah, that’s not happening.” I said more rudely than I intended, but it had the same reaction I intended for. His face faltered and he gave me a pout-face and slouched onto the floor in a sitting position. He looked completely childish but I didn’t say anything, but instead hoped that Katie would get here early and see him and, you know, maybe fire him.

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[ConspiracyAnalyst101]

So glad I could have the pleasure of reading a couple of chapters tonight :) Umm, there was a small error part way down, 'I looked at Josh as he grinnrf(ed*) before going to put the tool back.' Common typing error, so no biggie, but just for the sake of pointing it out. Another interesting chapter!

Onto the next one,
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