My Beautiful Mess

Being watched

"ring-ring"

As usual, my alarm woke me up from my sleep. Getting up I quickly made the bed and walked to my small bathroom, which contains a shower, toilet and a sink. It is small but it is perfect for one person. At least it is perfect for me, something is better than nothing.

I quickly did my business and exit the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my body. I don't need to worry about someone seeing me like this, perks of living alone. I quickly get dressed in wide-leg jeans and a plain white shirt with white casual shoes and make my hair, it hardly take fifteen to twenty minutes as I don't have a habit of ranking my brain over an outfit. I am an average girl, with straight brown hair, brown almond shape eyes, short with a height of 5" 3, typical Asian. But my figure is the one thing I am proud of. I have large hips and a small waist without any work, people say it is 'god gifted'. I am fine with it. I am fine with everything I have, I accept myself even though some people don't.

I enter the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee and a simple sandwich for breakfast. I exit the apartment and head towards one of the part-time jobs I do. It is a fifteen minutes walk down the street from my apartment. I enjoy the early morning walk to my workplace. Morning wind teasing my skin for not wearing a windbreaker and making me slightly shiver.

I reached the place which is a cafe named love urself to find Mrs Parker the owner of the place wiping the table. She is the sweet lady in her sixties, trying to pass her time by running a cafe. At first, when I came across this I was quickly attracted by its name and wanted to try the coffee. As a coffee lover, I can't just ignore the aroma of the coffee coming from the cafe isn't it so I ordered and there I only saw this lady, and I asked her if she need a hand or I could work here. She agreed instantly. I still remember the words she said to me that day " Oh, dear I can't thank you enough, now you are the first employee of the cafe; we have to look for the other two people together" I only smiled and said ok to her words. After some time 'we' in her language employed two people. The first one is Jason he mainly helps with moving heavy boxes and covers my and Sarah's work if we are not present or if we need an extra hand sometimes. It is every time because the cafe is quite famous in the street. One of the reasons for being at this cafe is her doughnuts, her doughnuts are delicious. She has the best doughnuts I have ever had, I m not exaggerating really.

I enter the cafe and greeted Mrs parker who is currently going through the record-keeping book with a frown on her face.

" Good morning Mrs Parker" she looks up after hearing my voice and now the frown on her face is replaced by a wide smile.

"Good morning dear, you are early today" she replied pushing up her spectacle with her index finger.

"Yeah, I have to leave early today, my professor asked me to meet him before class. If it's ok with you" I asked her even though I know she would agree.

" Of course dear, you can have coffee with some waffles If you want," she said looking back at the book. I smiled at her words.

"I'll just have coffee, I already had breakfast. You know, I can never say no to coffee" I said making my way to the coffee making machine.

"And tea" she added. She is so sweet and kind just like my mother. I haven't called her in three days as I tend to forget after a tiring day and was busy with assignments and work this day. I made a mental note to call her tonight, with this thought I got to work.

After finishing my three-hour shift and wishing Mrs Parker goodbye I exit the cafe. I made my way to the bus stop. After waiting for two minutes the bus came and I hopped on it.

I reached the University and headed towards the staff room. I wonder why he asked me to come early. I knocked on the door and waited until I hear 'come in'.

I enter the room, as I made my way to him I saw a girl probably my age standing in front of his desk.

"Good morning sir" I greeted Mr white and both of them turn to look at me. Now I can see her face, she is beautiful with her dark wavy hair and naturally tan skin. She is taller than me. I turn my eyes to Mr white when he starts talking.

" Good morning Grace, as you can see we have a transfer student in your department only so I was hoping you would show her around?" he said straight. Oh, so this is all this.

"Sure sir" I replied. I can't say no to the professor now, can I?

"And she is also an indian so I thought you two will be comfortable with each other" he added and at his words I turn to her.

She has a long black hair, which looks sliky and shiny, reach below her shoulder, big brown eyes, with tan skin tone and her 5'6 height she looks like a model. A typical Indian model.