1 Through the window

An innocent girl gets sick of being all nice and sweet. She wonders around for a while. She finds an interesting looking place. She reads the half dead flickering sign. "Tattoo shop". She sees thought getting a tattoo would help her become more edgy. She walks into Kells's tattoo shop. She hesitated at the door, she pulled it open and a bell rings notifying someone is there. Kells's peaked his head out from the back room.

Kells's POV:

Its been a slow ass day. I see this girl standing in front of the shop. What the fuck. Is this girl lost. Is she new here, can she not read the sign. She is literally the fucking purest of pure. Shes probably gonna ask for directions.

I walk out of the back room to talk to her

"Hey are you lost or something?"

I say as I take a drink from my water bottle.

"No. I'm here to get a tattoo"

I almost spit out my drink.

"Aww that's cute. Whats your name princess?"

"It's Kaylee, and I'm no princess"

"Yeah sure and I don't work at a tattoo shop "

I gave a little chuckle. She rolles her eyes. I thought I was funny.

"You sure you want to do this. Tattoos can really hurt"

"Yes I'm sure"

I still dont believe her

"Listen sweetheart I don't have the time for your little game"

"This isn't a game im serious. I'm ready for a tattoo"

I still dont believe her. She just looks too pure and innocent to be ready for one.

"Ok if you're so ready come here and let me give you a freestyle. Whatever i want."

"Are you kidding me, no!"

She gets ready to leave. In reality I didn't want her to leave I kinda need the company

"Hey wait come back here"

"Why should I"

Stubborn much

"I have a deal for you"

She rolls her eyes

"What is it"

"Come here and I will tell you"

"Ok fine whats your idea"

"I'll tattoo you whatever you want on one condition"

"Ok what is it"

"You have to come in everyday for two weeks to watch me work and help out a bit"

I wanted to test her and a little part of it was cause I wanted the company not that I would tell her that. Most people just see tattoos and immediately walk on the other side of the road. Plus this is a crumby little tattoo shop

She was hesitant.

"You can trust me"

"I....."

She trailed off

"If you dont want to its ok"

"No... no I want to do it"

"You sure princess"

Her whole demeanor changed she has this brattyness that has took over her

"Im sure as long as you stop calling me princess "