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Can't Crush The Boss

Who's The Boss

My name is Chloe Vargas, don't be fooled by my Spanish last name, I'm as pale as they come. My parents are from Spain, we moved to Florida when I was a child. They are both teachers; my dad is the Spanish Professor at our town's community college and my mom teaches language arts at my high school.

Friends and family say I take after my mother but I also believe I'm cursed with my dad's shy personality, especially when it comes to boys. Not that I've gotten many date offers, but when a guy has even hinted at asking me out, I shut down and walk away. Some think I'm conceited but I just find it hard to believe that they want to go out with me. I thought I was saving myself from finding out if it was some prank that would sabotage the rest of my school year.

I'm now a junior at Carter High and I still haven't been out on a date, held hands or even kissed a guy...nothing. Regardless, I did feel good about getting my first real job. I started last week at a local video store called DVD's R Us. After getting over how lame that sounded I actually enjoyed working there. Aside from being at home and at school, this was the highlight of my social life.

Unfortunately, I am the youngest one there, which I have no problem with. But I'm constantly surrounded by uncomfortable topics of conversation and personal details of my co-workers lives that I don't care to know about. For instance, I've confirmed that its true, guys do think and talk about sex all the time. However, so do girls, they're just more dramatic and sometimes more poetic in the way they talk about it. While guys are disgustingly blunt.

I try not to seem that freaked out by it but everyone pretty much sees me as the shy and quiet new girl. I would eventually like to be included in a conversation or two, just don't know how to loosen up or relate to what they're going through.

My parents allowed me to take one night and weekend shifts, after I convinced them that it wouldn't affect my grades. I'd work from Thursdays to Saturday, 5 to 11pm. Like I said, I like my job, aside from the minor detail I've already mentioned. Though there's one more thing. . .I don't like my boss.

He reminds me of all the cocky guys at school who think they own the place. And yes well he sort of did, being the night manager and all. But he stank of arrogance to me. He was neither mean nor disrespectful; he was actually just the opposite. He liked the constant attention he received from girls, yet this was just from what I gathered last Saturday.



Thursday rolled around, my second week, thankfully Trisha had the same shift. She seemed the nicest from all the employees. I wore my white polo shirt with the store's logo, khaki shorts and white sneakers, as was the uniform requirement. Once I clocked in, I started placing back the pile of returned videos.

Within the hour, the managers switched, and in he came. To be completely honest, he hadn't done anything to me. . . yet. It was just annoying to see all these girls, including my classmates, fly in with the skimpiest of clothes and flirt with him endlessly. And then they'd leave empty handed. I mean, c'mon! At least rent a video!

There were only a few customers so Trisha had me on the computer. I enjoyed working with her the most as she's very patient and has a "go with the flow" personality. I thought she was beautiful with her pretty auburn hair and green eyes. What I admired the most about her was she didn't buy into our manager's gimmicks. They treated each other like brother and sister because they were old friends. Besides, she was madly in love with her boyfriend Liam, whom she swore was "the one".

It was quiet for a while and I hadn't seen the manager yet, he must've been in his office. In the mean time, Trisha and I wiped down the video cases till the next customer.


"So Chloe, are you dating anyone? Is there some guy you have the hots for at school?" she interrogated.

"Hah...no," I smirked.

"What? Why not? You're a pretty girl; you must have some secret admirers?"

"Nope, not that I know of … I've probably frightened them all away."

"Ah, are you just not interested right now? I didn't start dating till I was in college really. The guys are more interesting once you get out of high school," she winked.

I couldn't help but laugh too. Just then I heard the door swing open. When I looked over my shoulder and saw the manager heading over, I turned and rolled my eyes. This made Trisha laugh and catch his attention.

"Hello ladies, how are things going tonight?" he asked as he approached the computer.

"Harry...like you care to know," Trisha teased.

"Of course I do, I need to know the well-being of my employees. Happy workers equal happy customers. Right?" he turned to ask me.

I just nodded and continued to clean. After he got off the computer he lingered around the area, Trisha left to put away more videos, leaving me alone … with him.

"So how do you like it here so far? Is everyone treating you nicely?"

"Yeah, it's going well. I like working with Trisha."

He nodded, yet I knew he picked up on my quietness.

"Are you usually this shy?" he grinned.

I gave a bashful smile and nodded slowly.

"Oh no, we can't have that here. I'm sure we'll fix that soon," he said confidently.

Trisha came back to rescue me, although she ended up making it worse.

"Harry, quit flirting with the poor girl! She's too innocent and good for you!"

I watched his reaction as he chuckled and looked to the ground. He then crossed his arms and held his chin with his right hand.

"How dare you accuse me of such a thing. Look, you embarrassed her and I was just starting to make progress."

"Yeah, progress to what?"

"To be further acquainted with my new employee, thank you," he answered, as he walked away.

I think he was just as embarrassed as I was, but he took it much better, as my face was still red. Some guys came in the store, apparently friends of his, and began to joke around with him. I was replacing some labels but glanced over every time I heard them laugh or high-five each other.

For some reason, my opinion of him was starting to change. . . just a little bit. I didn't hate him but the fact that he was too pretty annoyed me. I observed his perfect posture, he had broad shoulders and a smaller waist. He was tall and it looked like he worked out, you could see his muscular arms and chest through his white buttoned shirt. He wore well ironed khakis and black shoes. Harry probably looked good in anything he wore.

Taking a good look at his face, I could see why he had such a fan club of admirers. He was very attractive with a signature smile and green eyes, so intense and intimidating for me to look at. But I did like the way he styled his hair and kind of combed it to the side, with curls tucked to the back.

Realizing that I had spent way too much time focusing my thoughts on him, I searched for another task, before I became another fish on his hook. I wasn't going to fall for that trap like the rest of these girls.

It was close to closing time and because I had class the next day, they didn't keep me there too late. I collected my things in the back room and continued to clock out. The machine from which I'd swipe my card through was right in front of the manager's office, so naturally he saw me as I was just about to leave.

"G'night, see ya tomorrow," he said aloud.

"Night!"

Notes

There's the start . . .whatcha think? Don't be too skeptical, it's only the beginning. :)

Comments

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