.:Amu's POV:.

I opened my eyes. Where was I? Oh, yeah… I recalled the events of the night before. It wasn't such a big deal… So why was I still so mad about it? Because of Tadase-kun… I looked at the clock. "Oh shit!"

I had less than thirty minutes to get ready for work. I quick threw on a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt with little X designs on it, fixed up my hair, grabbed a granola bar and hopped on my bike. I was about to check my cell phone when I realized I forgot it. I started freaking out. What if some hobo tries to kidnap me? Or worse? Knowing what had happened to Rima a long time ago, I had begun to fear scary people. And kidnapping. Well, I was always afraid of kidnapping. But not like this.

Luckily, the coffee shop was only a block away, so I didn't worry too much. I rode around back and padlocked my bike. I walked around front and entered living hell. (since high school)

You wanna know why? HER.

Bitch-face. The cheap whore. Saaya Yambuki.

As soon as I entered, she scowled. "Oh look everyone. It's Himamori." She said, with an evil glint in her eye.

"Oh look everyone. It's Little Miss Prostitute." I said right back to her.

"Take it back." She spat.

"Kiss my ass." I retorted, then walked away. She just glared at me. "Is that the worst you can do?" I asked, without even stopping to hear her answer. I walked into my boss's little office.

She looked surprised. "Amu, what are you doing here?"

I stared at her. "I work here. Why?"

"No, no…see, I had to cut back because we're losing customers. And, I sent you a letter. You were one of those we had to cut back on. I'm sorry, Hina-Oh, I need to take this call." She waved me out and opened up her cell phone.

I was standing there for sometime when I saw my boss beckon for me to go. Slowly I walked out.

Saaya was about to say something when I shoved her. "Shut up." With that, I walked out the door and sped off on my bike.

( Poor, poor Amu-chan. Till nxt chappie! )