33 Night shift (1)

33 Night shift (1)

Lyla

After my ‘heroic‘ act in the cafeteria, I tried to remain as invisible as I could.

Someone had recorded me in action and the video was making rounds in our social chat network. I was so ashamed of myself. I wanted to stop them from bullying me and not become like them.

So, when the final bell rang, I hurried out of the school building, ignoring pleas from some of my classmates ‘who were trying to offer me a ride.

It was a weird feeling, to be pooular.

As I made my way out of the building, my mind was still reeling from the day’s events – my confrontations. with Marissa, the new transfer student, Xander who had a weird aura around him and the unsettling presence of Mr Dupree his father. But there was no

time to dwell on those thoughts. I had a shift at ‘Coffee Nook‘ to get to.

The quaint coffee shop stood on the corner of a sleepy

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village (I liked to call it that because most of the residents around the coffee shop were mostly seniors and were our main customers). As I pushed open the door, the familiar scent of freshly ground coffee beans and pastries greeted me, bringing a sense of comfort I

hadn’t realized I missed.

“Lyla! You’re back!” the enthusiastic greeting came from Sarah, one of the baristas working in the cafe. She was done with high school and was applying for college, so the café was just her trying to save up enough money before her admission.

She was one of the many human friends I liked who genuinely liked me back. In the past, we would greet with a hug but today I felt out of sync, so I managed a

small smile.

“Hey, Sarah… yeah, I’m back.”

Nanny, Miriam or Mrs Grayson, as she was known

we had come up with and the

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always

so ours always

late!” she called out

my shoulder as I pulled on the dark green apron with the café’s logo. The uniform was

from my complicated past. I was

will be fine as soon as I figure

replied in

are so

drawing a laugh from me.

need my help,” I chuckled and went over

to her.

showing her how to enter data on the Excel

calculations.

done with her, I took my place behind

that the

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bustling with regulars.

two sugars and a slice of lemon pound cake. He sat at the window table every

took some time off, Mr H. Went to see my grandparents,” I lied.

a wink before

paper.

I made my way to Mrs Nguyen,

chamomile tea after her yoga class. “Lyla!” her

“Where have you

day and she said you were taking

softly, preparing her tea. “You know me – I never

but friendly voice belonging to Mr Thompson, one of our regulars, reached my ears.

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every day at 4 pm for his afternoon cappuccino. “I missed you around

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