Not So Perfect

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I got the job easily, it felt a little too easy. Chase did warn me about that.

The manager, Linda called me and we scheduled to meet and train. Once again, it was way too simple. I get the responsibility of unpacking and organizing new inventory. Meanwhile, Chase works the cash register and helps with his knowledge on surfing.

We both work from eight in the morning until two. Getting a break for half an hour at noon. Currently, we're on our lunch break.

"What do you think?" Chase asks, across from me facing the store.

"It's bearable," I say with a smile.

He agrees with a nod. "It's not bad, I got this job in high school." He says. "It's actually how I met Kayla. Her dad owns this store, among three others across the state."

My eyes widen taking in the information. That must be why she stops whenever she pleases.

"She's quite the character," I say. Remembering how stubborn she was the last time, and the number of scowls sent my way.

He bites his lip, with raised brows. "That's an understatement."

Speaking of, the bell rings when a tall blonde walks in. Her eyes focus on Chase as she makes her way to the desk. Our break is pretty much over so we pick up our trash.

I trail behind him and let him talk to her. Organizing magazines on the shelves and letting the music from the radio distract me.

Kayla shares her thoughts on me being here pretty clear. "So now you're friends? You barely know her." She complains.

"I need to get back to work." I hear as I make my way past them.

She continues to whine some more, making Chase sigh in distress. "Whatever, I'll call you later." She leans forward to kiss his cheek.

I keep my eyes on the box I carry. Stopping when my path is blocked.

"You don't greet your customers, that's rude don't you think?" She's mocking me, I can tell by the glint in her eyes.

I set the box on the floor, giving her an obviously fake smile. "Hi, ma'am did you find everything okay?" I ask politely.

After all, if her dad owns this, I'm sure she'd do anything to get him to fire me.

Kayla doesn't say anything instead looking past me to catch Chases' reaction. My back is turned so I only see her grimace and watch her walk out the door.

"I'm really sorry about her." I hear behind me.

I wave him off with a small smile. "It's not like you're responsible for what she says."

He nods with a grim expression. "Yeah but everyone thinks I'm as awful as her for being linked to her."

Continuing to stock the shelves, I give him a brief look. "I guess it comes off as you being okay with her actions. I know you're not so it's fine."

We work quietly for the last two hours. I can tell that he's deep in thought while I pass the time by counting how many times the radio station plays each song.

Our shift is finally over which makes me feel relieved. I don't mind working in silence, it's just slightly awkward.

Chase talks to the next two people who cover the second shift. I walk out, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. I make it halfway to the parking lot when my name is called.

Chase jogs towards me, standing right beside me. "You didn't even say bye." He scoffs.

I walk to my car. "You were busy."

"Sorry about today." He stuffs his hands in his pockets.

"Don't worry about it."

"I'll see you tomorrow?" He asks.

I nod. "See you tomorrow."

Giving me one last smile, he waves. "Bye!"

When I get to the apartment I'm surprised to see Chelsea and Kayla sitting in the living room. I'm reminded of today's events, trying to maintain a smile.

"There she is!" Alice grins.

I kick my shoes off before turning to fully face them. "Hey."

I can already see a pair of eyes boring into my face. I make small talk with Chelsea, telling them that I'll be back shortly.

I could hide in my room for the rest of the time they're here. Or I can painfully sit through being around Kayla and her serious glaring problem.

Once I've changed into comfortable clothes I make my way to the living room. A movie I don't recognize is on but none of them are really watching.

Chelsea's eyes light up. They're the exact same shade as Chases'. Forest green and they both maintain eye contact which has always intimidated me.

Despite being twins, the only things they share are the same eye and hair color. I've noticed that Chase is tanner which I assume is from spending time surfing. Chelsea is also not as tall, being a few inches shorter than my five six height.

They talk about usual girl things. I definitely feel left out when they discuss boys. The only one I've ever loved got me pregnant which I'm not ready to talk about so I stay quiet.

Except that Kayla includes me in every conversation, seeing my discomfort very clearly.

"Anyone special Bea?" She blinks, arching a perfect brow.

I stop fidgeting with the pillow on my lap, lifting my head to look at her. "Nope," I answer.

She tilts her head, Alice giving me a concerned look. "No? There isn't anyone you're interested in?" She presses.

"No, Kayla, I'm not interested in anyone."

She smiles smugly my reaction is exactly what she wanted. "Okay." She lifts her hands up.

I feel irritated because that wasn't the only time she pressed me for answers. Chelsea finally told her to stop sticking her nose in my bubble. I hid my laugh, giving her a thankful smile.

They finally leave and it feels like I can breathe again. Kayla is surely not always like this, it must drain her being that persistent.

Alice looks at me. "Remind me to never invite her again." She says seriously.
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