Chapter7

#Chapter7

It's Saturday, and I make my way into the shop with curiosity on my shoulder. Today is supposed to be the busiest day of the week. Brandon is already here, as usual, as he opens up. I walk in. He smiles. I sort of smile then walk to the back to set my bag down before coming back out. After setting up the register and scanning over the store, I take my seat and wait patiently for noon. But, unlike the weekdays, people are already walking in, so I get up from my post and work the floor. I've had four days of practice, and I hope it does me well. I wasn't as lazily as I thought I was going to be—no longer taking after the mysterious girl who sat there before me—so I'm sure I can handle it.