As he talks to me, I hold his hand. His name is Alexi, he's a member from my favourite band and I'm here cuddled in his sweet little arms----
"Katelynn! Time to get up!" My mother yelled in an angry voice.
I roll over slowly and look at the clock; it's 7:30 in the morning. Today is Saturday. I let out a big sigh and stretch out. I am so mad because I was dreaming of my idol and my mother has to be a bitch and wake me up. I dream of him so much, it's really unbelievable. Even if he is ten years older than me, I still really like him. (I'm nineteen years old). Everyone has his or her own tastes and people and he's someone for me. I have to go to work today, I really don't feel like going.
My little sister Melanie lies in her bed sound asleep. She's 18 years old and she works for a cleaning business but doesn't work until 8:30. I put on my black panties and black bra. I slip on a white tank top and black gym shorts. I walk out of my bedroom door to the bathroom. I do my thing on the toilet and head over to the sink. I wash my hands and I comb my hair. I don't put on any makeup because it's a workday. I walk out to the kitchen and find a plate with two pieces of French toast on it with hot blueberry sauce on them.
"I hope you have fun at work today, Kate" my mother had said to me as she sits at the far end of the table.
"It might be, I hope it is. Thank you for breakfast, mum."
"Oh, you're very welcome, you have a big day ahead of you."
I ate my two pieces of French toast and put my plate in the sink. Next I walked over to the cupboard and got out a pottery cup for coffee. I poured the coffee almost all the way to the top and put in my Coffee Mate. The place I work at is a music store, I work in the electric guitar section. I basically tell customers what each guitar does and their advantages over others. I also repair and set up guitars too. My coworker Kayla picks me up at about 8:00.
I walk over to the couch and I sit on the end of the couch. I sip on my coffee as I watch an episode of Family Guy on television. I think about how I don't want to go into work today. I look at the clock that's hung up on the wall, it says 7:52. I lean back into the couch and close my eyes. I keep thinking about how I don't want to go to work today, I'm tired and I want to go back to sleep. I finish off the coffee and bring it over to the sink. My mum gives me and hug and a kiss on the cheek as I go to the door. I slip on my flip-flops that are sitting right next to the door and I step out to see Kayla waiting for me in her car.
I walked over to the passenger door and stepped in. The car had a sweet scent in it like it always does. It's supposed to be a spring waterfall scent but they all have some sort of very sweet scent to them that never fits the description. I sat on the leather seat and put on my seatbelt.
"Good morning my little Kate!" Kayla had said in a friendly voice.
"Good morning, Kayla, how are you?"
"I'm alright, how are you?"
"I'm a little sleepy but I'm fine."
We drove off to the music store. I told her about my week and she told me about her week. Kayla is twenty two years old. She is about 5'9" tall and weighs about 130 pounds. She has very nice dirty blonde hair going down just past her mouth. She has very pretty blue eyes and gloss red lips. She looks athletic, I haven't seen her without a shirt on or anything but she looks like she might work out. Lastly, she has a smile that someone won't ever forget. It's hard to explain, it's like a very sweet smile that can make you smile back.
We got to the store and we both went to our section (Kayla works in the same section as me). I sat down on a stool staring at all of the ESP guitars. I picked up an Alexi-200 and I started playing it to myself in the amp room. When I was done, I put the guitar back on the rack and some really cute boy came up to me. He had long dirty blonde hair that went down past his shoulders and he had blue eyes. He was tall as well, he was maybe 6'2" while I'm only 5'7".
"Excuse me, do you work here?" He asked me gently.
"Yes, I do, what can I help you with?"
"I'm looking for a guitar that has a nice metal shape to it and plays good."
"Okay, what is your price range?" I asked.
"It's about six hundred dollars." He replied.
He was wearing blue jeans and a "Slayer" sweater. I could tell he was a pretty big rocker because he had the long hair and the band labeled clothing. He maybe looked at the same age as Kayla because he had a pretty deep voice and had some amazing facial hair. He was definetly over eighteen. I walked around the rack of ESP guitars to the LTD side. He was looking at the guitar I was playing earlier.
"I think that one plays very well, it comes in two colours, white and black." I tried to say without stuttering, was he ever a cute guy!