Natasha Moore's Story

Natasha woke with a start. The annoying ringing of her alarm clock stopped when she slammed her hand against the button on the top. She quickly looked up at the clock. "SHIT! I'm LATE!". She leaped out of bed and got changed into denim jeans and a white shirt as quick as she could. She mumbled stuff to herself as she grabbed her keys and her phone, then slammed the door and locked it behind her.

Luckily for her, the money her mother and father had given her was enough to buy a house near the Pier. And so, she ran down the street to the outside of the Pier where she stopped to gather her breath. Slowing down, Natasha stumbled into the Pier with her head down, hiding her face with her hands slightly, and made her way to the gift shop.

Sneaking inside the gift shop, Natasha noticed a girl already at a till. She hid behind a few people, making sure no-one from management was there. Natasha dashed to the other till beside the girl and stood perfectly still for a moment, catching her breath. "Uhm. Hi. Don't tell anyone I was late, please."She shot a smile at Jasmine. "Are you new here or is it just me? If it's just me..." Her voice drifted off, picturing her just sitting on her own all day. "Sorry. Hi, I'm Natasha!" She extended her hand to the girl beside her.

"Hi Jasmine! Uh.. I lived in the countryside. Got kicked out with a lot of money and.. here I am!" She ran her hand through her hair gently. "Moving away from home, I also forgot alarm clocks and me do not mix in the mornings." She laughed, then noticed a woman walk over with a little girl holding her hand.

"Hello! How can I help?" Natasha smiled. The woman ran off to get a colourful stuffed toy fish and left the small girl by the counter. Natasha smiled down at the little girl. "Hello!" The little girl giggled and smiled shyly, her mother hurrying back and buying a two stuffed fish.

"So, Jasmine, what's it like around here?" She turned to Jasmine, smiling.

Not really knowing what to do with herself at break, she wandered aimlessly around the Pier. She had only met one person today, who worked with her in the gift shop. It's a start... She sighed, heading towards the arcade. Getting there, she noticed a couple of people already there. She ignored them and turned her attention to a 'Mortal Kombat' game in front of her. Natasha gently put in her money. She had remembered being quite good at the game, and she was. It was only animated people, anyway. She played for a while, then got slightly more bored and headed out, not finishing her game. Natasha visited a shop in the Pier to see if they had anything interesting. Just what you'd expect, stuffed mermaids, plushies, large lollipops and hotdogs. She ended up sitting on her own with her head in her hands.

After Chase finished his break by sitting on the edge of the pier looking into the water and watching the empty boats sail around like they were full of people looking to have a fun time, he got up and resumed his rounds. He went to all the buildings. The House of Mirrors, the mall, the diners, the fun house. He went to the Ferris Wheel, the tea cup ride, and the small roller coaster for the little kids. He checked them all, made sure they were running fine. By the time he was done with his round, he decided to just wonder around until he found something interesting. Looking around, as bored as he was, he started actually wishing the pier was more full. At least there would be some fights, some noise, music. It would make everything less dead. Chase put his hands in his pockets after readjusting his hood on his head and watched his feet below him. He baggy pants made it where Chase could only see the toe part of his shoe to a little less than half way of his foot. Chase looked up, note really knowing where he was from looking down as he walked for awhile. He looked around and saw a slightly familiar face sitting at a table. He walked up to her and gave a nod saying "Hey" in a tired, bored voice before sitting down next to her.

Nearly jumping out of her skin, Natasha looked at the guy who sat with her. "Oh, uhm... Hi." She looked around. The Pier was still as dead as it was before, and now she had someone who she didn't know sitting next to her. From where she was from, that was kind of a death wish. If you sat by anyone you didn't know, they'd turn hostile in an instant. She pushed her hand through her hair, smiling slightly. "Uhm, I'm sorry, who are you?" She looked him up and down. He didn't seem like management, or anyone else who worked there. He seemed more of the person to hang around gangs, sticking up shops or threatening people. Never judge a book by it's cover, Tash...

Chase looked at the girl and gave a small smile as she looked a little nervous. It wasn't that Chase liked making people nervous, that doesn't even sound right, but when it happens he just can't help it. "I'm Chase. I work Maintenance. You know, I go around and make sure everything's fine with the electricity and…stuff." Chase said, no longer looking at the girl but staring out into space slightly. He had stopped talking in fear that he was starting to sound smart. "So, you work here?" Chase asked quietly. He didn't want to sound like he's trying to stalk the girl or something, he was just bored and wanted to talk to someone. All his friends were busy a the moment, Danny and Evie both off, probably sucking on each others faces from what Chase knows and Ty and Bastin are playing games in the arcade, and from what Chase knows, their probably over there still tryna' break the ice. Leaving Chase alone. Chase is just glad he found this girl and not some old man. Old people just get on Chases nerves, always talking about 'Back in my day…'. Chase would go meet his gang, but they didn't need him yet and Chase wanted money from working. Chase pulled himself out of his thoughts and looked back at the girl, just now realizing she's cute. Or, in Chases thoughts, "Damn, she fine."

"I'm Chase. I work Maintenance. You know, I go around and make sure everything's fine with the electricity and…stuff." Natasha couldn't help but laugh quietly. She looked him up and down again. He was attractive, but looked some-what stupid with the baggy jeans. She looked away, feeling bad about trying to draw a judgement from the way he looked and dressed."Chase? That's a... Uhm... Strange name, if you don't mind me saying. I'm Natasha." She smiled politely, feeling less shy than she did before. It was obvious Chase wasn't too bright, or maybe he was just funny. She hadn't made up her mind yet.
"So, you work here?"
"Yeah, I work in the gift shop." A small thought came into her head. Who the hell buys gifts at a Pier? No-one would want a creepy whale doll. "Sorry, uhm... Did you want something or do you just sit by random girls normally?"

Chase nodded at the girl as she introduced herself as Natasha. 'Huhmm...' Chase thought. 'First white girl I've meant with that name.' He smiled slightly as he thought this. He knew it was a little racist and rude, so he didn't say it out loud. "Cool." Chase said with a nod after Natasha said where she worked. Chase smiled a little more widely at the next part Natasha said. "Nah, I don't want nuhin'. An' no, I don't usually sit by random girls. Only some times like today. When I'm bored." Chase started with a small laugh. "And all my friends are busy gettin' love." He added with a small smile. It's not like he's not happy for them or anything, he just hates being the 'Third Wheel'

Natasha raised her eyebrow at the last part. "Well, uhm..." Un-sure of what to say, she began her sentence again. "You've been Thirded, then?" Realising Chase wouldn't have known what it meant, she stammered a little. "Uh, I mean, you're like a spare part?" She pushed her hand through her hair and sighed. "Sorry. I'm not good at talking." She mumbled. Good. Make a fool out of yourself. Nice going! That sarcastic little voice in the back of her head really was starting to get on her nerves. If it insulted her again today, she might have to bash her own brain in, never mind someone doing it for her. Glancing at her watch, she looked around. "I'm probably massively late to get back to work, again." She mumbled quietly to herself.

Chase looked back at Natasha as she spoke. He nodded and looked forward into space again. "Yeah, exactly." He added. Chase listened to the next thing Natasha said an smiled slightly. "It's okay, a lot of people ain't good at talking." He ended with a small laugh. "And, yeah, you're probably extra late to get back to work." Chase smile at Natasha with a slight laugh. He just hoped it wasn't him who made her late.


Now, about Danny and Evie on the train. Danny smiled at Evie, now knowing she was nervous. Danny glanced at the gang ahead of them with a small smirk. She didn't know if Evie knew them until she saw the nod they exchanged. "Yeah, it's very noticeable." Danny said with a small smirk as she throw an arm around Evie as she said the second part. "Well, if this works out, Imma be coming to your place a lot." Danny said when Evie stopped talking and looked down. Danny couldn't help but smile at that. It was just so cute. With her arm still around Evie, Danny looked out the window wondering when the trains gonna start moving.

"Well, nice to meet you, Chase." She smiled, then stood up and left. She put her hands in her pockets and slowly walked back to the gift shop with her head down. She suddenly wasn't liking the idea of working at a Pier. Flustered mothers, excited daughters and maybe sons. Bored fathers, looking for a way to slip out of the grip of their wives and run as far away as they could. She smirked slightly, the thought of a rather old woman running after a horrified man with true fear in his eyes. She'd probably have a lot of time on her hands. Great. More sarcastic comments from my head. My lucky day!