Yours Eternally

*BEEP* *BEEP* I slam my hand down on the alarm. Ugh. I don't want to get up. I am not a morning person. I love the nighttime. I drag myself out of bed and stretch my body as I yawn. I put my slippers on and head to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and cringe at my reflection. My hair is sticking up everywhere and I have bags under my eyes. I have been having a hard time sleeping lately. I toss and turn all night long. I am not really sure what's going on. I have a strange feeling that something is going to happen. Something huge, but I just can't put my finger on it. I shrug it off and strip off my clothes. I turn the shower on, waiting patiently for the water to get warm. I step in and wash my hair and then my body. I finish showering and grab a towel to dry off. I brush my teeth, then my hair, and finally head to my room. I flip my hair and wrap the towel around my head. I walk into my closet contemplating what I should wear. I don't have to dress up fancy fancy. I work at a small bookstore just a little bit in town. You see, I am basically like the black sheep of my family. They think I am just not good enough for them. My mom wants me to lose weight and be a model figure. She said I will never get married to someone rich if I am always fat. My father rarely has time to even talk to me and when he does it is all about how he wishes he had a son to carry on his legacy. It's all bûllshit if you ask me. I refuse to let them rule my life. So I moved out when I was eighteen and never looked back. I am twenty now. For two years I haven't heard from them. Do you think they would call, hêll no? I grew up faster than I care to admit. Anyways, I find a pair of apple-bottom jeans and a teal blouse. I put my bra and panties on and then get dressed. I put my hair in a chignon bun and grab my earrings with tiny books on them and grab my purse, then rush out the door. I don't want to be late again. I make it just in time as my boss is just walking up to open the door. "Good Morning Katy!" she says warmly. "Good Morning Miss Wilson," I reply softly. We head inside and I spot a few piles of books that need to be put away. So I place my purse in my cubby hole and get to work. "Katy, dear, would you like some coffee? I am heading to the coffee shop across the street," yells Miss Wilson. I think for a second and decide I should probably have something to keep me awake. I love my job, don't get me wrong, but sometimes it can be kinda boring. The only good thing is that I get to read the new releases as soon as we get them. "Yes please, my regular mocha and lox bagel please!" I say drooling as I dream of my yummy brunch. Once she leaves, I get back to my pile of books. I get so engrossed that I don't hear Miss Wilson come in. I feel a gentle hand on my shoulder and scream out in fear! "Oh, Katy! I am so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you dear. I called you a few times and you didn't answer. Here is your mocha and lox bagel." she says sweetly. I grin and take them from her hand. I sit on my chair and start reading the newest book about vampires. I love vampires. They are so gothic and sexy. I wonder if it is true when they bite you... hmmm... I finish my coffee and start in on my bagel when I get interrupted. *cough* *cough* "Katy. Hello?" says the voice. I look up and spot a customer who has been coming for a while and keeps asking me out. "Frank? Hi. What can I do for you?" I say annoyed. "When are you going to agree to go out to dinner with me? I won't stop begging until you agree," he says sternly. I just shake my head in aggravation. "Fine, how about this weekend? After this dinner, I expect you to stop begging though." I tell him honestly. His eyes are big with shock. He is finally speechless. He just nods his head in agreement and walks out of the store. A few seconds later I hear screaming and see him jumping up and down with excitement. I cover my face and just groan. Oh, my God. Seriously. I love a man who takes control and has experience. Not one who acts like this. What have I got myself into? See this is why I keep to myself. People can just be too much sometimes. I go back to my book and a couple of hours later I notice that it has gotten a little dark. Miss Wilson comes downstairs and pales when she sees me. "Katy! Oh, dear. Why are you still here? You should of left hours go! Here let me take you home." she reprimands me. She is dressed differently than I have ever seen her before. I am used to her old granny clothes, but now she is in a robe and carries an old leather-bound book with her. That's kind of creepy. "Sorry, Miss Wilson. I got caught up in this new vampire book and lost track of time. You don't need to drive me. It's not that long of a walk." I said cautiously. "Katy! I wasn't asking you. I'm telling you. Let's go. It's dangerous at night!" she says arching her eyebrows as she folds her hands in front of herself. I just nod my head and follow her to her car. She takes me to my building, so I get out and wave goodbye. I go inside and make it to my apartment and crash on my bed and fall into a deep sleep.