Lillian Perkins is having a horrible day from start to finish and a clueless Dakota Thornton waltzing into her workplace in need of a book for his sister doesn't exactly bring her stress level down. Not to mention getting stuck in an elevator with h...
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Sam comes out of the office with an unreadable expression just in time. I don't know what I would have said to Dakota or what he would have said to me but all I know is I'm glad for the interruption.
My problems with expressing emotion doesn't stop at just the vocalizing aspect. Sometimes I start to believe that I have a hard time feeling certain emotions at all.
Not to mention I've only known Dakota for a very short time and I get the feeling that he's the type to jump into everything headfirst whilst I am the type to wait it out and weigh the consequences. I'm happy for a budding friendship and I'm trying my best to not assume he wants something different. I could be reading everything all wrong; this wouldn't be the first time.
"How did it go?" I step away from the counter and widen the distance between her brother and I as she approaches us slowly. I ignore the small smirk on her lips as she looks between the two of us.
"Well..." A slow grin spreads across his naturally pretty features, "Amelia said I can start right now if you'd like since it's a slow day and you can show me the ropes without worrying about customers." She chuckles.
"Really?" I ask excitedly, "Yeah, I'm so down! I can start by teaching you how to work the register. Have you ever been a cashier anywhere before?" I ask her, happiness bubbling up at the thought of having a coworker to hang out with and relate to.
Sam presses her lips together as she approaches the register, inspecting it, while Dakota leans against the counter watching us with a bored expression. I roll my eyes at him and he catches this, shooting me a What the heck glance to which I respond with a dramatized smile and look back at Sam.
"I have but this looks like an older model. Could you run me through it really quick? I'm a fast learner." She grins happily as she looks at me expectantly.
"Yeah sure it actually works more like a calculator than a modern POS system. All you have to do is - "
"How long is your shift?" Dakota interrupts me, cocking his head to the side as he spins his keys around his finger.
I sigh, looking at him sideways while Sam gives him a death glare. "Why?" I ask him curiously.
Dakota looks between his sister and I. "You two will need a ride home, right?"
"Yeah but you don't have to take me home." I tell him nervously. People doing good deeds for me makes me feel oddly uncomfortable because I somehow feel that I'm a horrible inconvenience. "I'll just ask Amelia."
"No you won't." Samantha nudges me with her elbow. "We're taking you home and that's final."
"Oh no we aren't." Dakota scoffs, "I am. I am taking Lillian home." He crosses his arms over his chest and gives her a stern look.
