Working, Working

All the days are blurring together. Wake up, go to work, come home, sleep. I don't talk to anyone, no one talks to me.

I thought that graduating a year early would help me, that it would stop the stress. But it hasn't. I still have the weight on my chest that caused so many breakdowns and broken relationships.

But the worst part is that I never see Austin anymore. I see his car gone when I get home from work, and when I'm home, Gavin's bike is in his front yard. He never answers his phone. I never walk over there. He never walks over here.

We even work close to each other! We work at a local pizza place that has two different locations. I work at one, Austin works at the other.

It seems like fate has come together to pull us apart.

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"Hey Lila!" Gavin was standing at the register.

"Hey Gavin! How can I help you?" I started into my employee shpeal.

He smiled and handed me some papers. No. THE papers. Gavin was now my coworker.

"So which store are you working at?" I asked him, already knowing the answer.

"Oh, the other one," he said. He had the audacity to look contrite too.

"I'm gonna go give these to the boss, but if you want to hang around that's cool." It wasn't cool.

"Oh, no. I'll head out. Good to see you though!" He turned around and walked to the door.

I was so annoyed. I try so hard to like Gavin! But then he goes and puts his nose in everywhere.

I gave the papers to my boss and went to toss a pizza.

I guess it's time to give up.