Unforgettable: Part Three.

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I let lisette do my hair while we waited for customers to come in and then mrs. lee walked in

mrs. lee: woo! im tired- oh, hey sweety!

lisette smiled at mrs. lee and waved

josiah: how come you never greet me like that?!
mrs. lee: boy shut up
josiah: you're josiahphobic, huh?
mrs. lee: ima smack you if you keep talking

lisette chuckled and finished up the last little pigtail on my head

lisette: there, now you're cute

I blushed a bit and pretended to pick something up

josiah: ask her

I whispered over to lisette

lisette: about the job?
josiah: mhm
lisette: no, what if she says no

I raised my eyebrows at her, she rolled her eyes and hopped off of the counter

lisette: hey mrs. lee?
mrs. lee: yes, dear?
lisette: say I wanted to work here, would you let m-
mrs. lee: you want to work here?! well of course! come, put this on!

she smiled and gave lisette a vest. I furrowed my brows and my mouth shot open

josiah: now I definitely know you're josiahphobic, man what was that?!
mrs. lee: I thought I told you to shut up
josiah: this is not okay

I turned back around and attended the group of guys

mrs. lee: you can restock the chips, the boxes are in the back
lisette: thank you for the opportunity
mrs. lee: oh of course!

mrs. lee went into the back and I turned to lisette

josiah: you kiss ass motherfucker
lisette: not my fault she likes me and not you
josiah: ...go restock

she flipped me off and went to go get the boxes from the back. she came back out with two boxes and placed them down, tying her hair up. i'm may just be down bad, but she looked so good tying her hair up so effortlessly. I spun around on the chair till my head hurt.

lisette: can you help me? there are still like three boxes and I cant reach the top
josiah: you do realize there's a step stool
lisette: you tell me that NOW?!
josiah: I thought you saw it!

I went in the back and got the rest of the boxes, and set them down next to her

lisette: what should we make tonight
josiah: chicken rice balls!
lisette: oh my gosh! yes!
josiah: im so smart
lisette: no you're just a fatty
josiah: you're jealous I have a fatty
lisette: bitch you're flat as shit
josiah: yeah? at least I don't have that fatass forehead

she smacked my leg and we kept restocking. she had the bottom racks and I had the top racks, I was bending down to get more chip bags as she stood up, and her head hit me

lisette: oh shit, sorry!
josiah: no you're good

I chuckled

lisette: you're bleeding.. here

she grabbed my hand and led me over to the counter and sat me down

josiah: it's fine, really
lisette: just stay still

she pulled out a first aid kit from the drawer and cleaned the cut on my lip. it was honestly a little embarrassing, even thought she was just concentrated on the cut, my face felt hot from the thought of her so close to my lips. she put some ointment on and tapped it on my bottom lip