I’m closing with Robert. He’s a Batman fan. We have many heated debates about who’s better. No on ever wins. He said he wasn’t feeling good so he asked me if I could close without him. I told him he had admit Superman was better first. He wouldn’t and stayed. But he looked so miserable so I told him to just go home. So here I am listening to Styx greatest hits and moping the floor. Using the mop as a guitar and a mic.

Ashley: "I’m sailing away, set an open course…Come sail away, come sail away…" I am completely into the song and belting it out now. I didn’t even notice that Robert didn’t lock the door when he left. All of a sudden I hear laughing. I whip around and see two very blue eyes looking into mine and laughing. I glare. "Nemesis."

Spencer: "Ha ha. Caught you." She says with a smile.

Ashley: "What are you doing here?" I ask still glaring at her.

Spencer: "I have an obsession with comic books, but you have to promise not to tell Travis." She says seriously.

Ashley: "Why would he care? And when would I tell him. I can’t stand his stupid ass. Why are you here so late nemesis?" Why is she still being nice to me? Lulling me into some trap I guess.

Spencer: "He doesn’t approve of fantisacy and superheroes. He doesn’t like when I watch the show ‘Heroes’. So I figured it would just be easier if I hid it. Can you please stop calling me nemesis?" She says seriously. "I want to apologize for being such a jerk in high school and "

Before she could finish None other than Travis walks in the store.

Ashley: "We’re closed." I say to him. He just looks at me like he owned the store and didn’t want to hear it.

Travis: "What are you doing in here with the dyke?" He asks in an irritated tone. What a fucker. Douche bag I have a name and it’s not ‘the dyke’.

Spencer: "Um, um. Looking at the freakshow and telling her she has no right to look at me. She was checking me out through the window baby." WHAT?! I was singing thank you very much. I didn’t even know she was in the store.

Ashley: "Get your fucking bitch of a girlfriend and your fucking bastard out of here before I call the police!" I yell loud enough for C.A. Who is currently working in the back to hear. Thank goodness it was Tuesday and he’s balancing the books. C.A. runs out and the bastard and bitch leave.

Steve: "You ok?" he asks concerned. I just nod yes. What the hell? See I told you she was trying to trick me into something. Luckily I didn’t fall for it.Although the way she looked was someone who was affraid of her boyfriend not in love. I really hate them both but if he’s treating her wrong I will have to do somethng about it. I have a hero complex.

Okay I have to go to work. I would rather write out more but I need money to keep my bills payed which includes the internet. Tell me what you think the next section is going to be about moving into the dorms.