BOXER

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Usually Brielle was a fan of rainy weather -- at least when she was inside, sheltered from it. The monotonous sound of raindrops beating on the sidewalk blended in with the occasional whoosh of the breeze through the treetops. Everything was bleak, gray, and dreary - even the atmosphere. People dressed in heavy coats and bearing large umbrellas walking quickly with purpose, not stopping to look at anything or anyone. And for some reason she absolutely adored it.

Although today, god, today was definitely not the day for this type of weather. The wind was blowing harshly, devastating her hair which was already not in ideal shape. It was around seven, which was usually the time the radiant sun would come into sight, although the overshadowing dark clouds decided to hide it for today. And there was an occasional pound of thunder that was indicating that the usual sunny city of Santa Monica would soon be drenched.

Not only was she miserable from having to wake up a number of hours earlier than she usually would, but she was now dealing with this extremely gloomy weather.

Brielle had made it to the shop with only 5 minutes to spare. The exterior of the smoothie shop was very desolate, with about two or three cars parked out front, and from her view, she couldn't see anyone inside.

She took a deep breath, getting one last glance at herself in the vanity mirror before being startled by another strike of thunder. She quickly shut the mirror and got out of the car, deciding that if she wasted any more time she would get caught in the rain, and not to mention, late for her first day.

She sped-walk towards the front door, though slowed down once she got close. She hesitated to open it, as even though the lights were on, there was no one in sight. The sound of a bell rang once she entered, and she almost immediately heard conversation coming from what seemed to be some sort of back room. Although, the conversation came to a halt a few seconds after Brielle walked in.

Just as she was about to call out for someone, a tall figure appeared.

She soon noticed it to be the same figure she came in contact with the first time she came to the shop.

"Hey, you're Brielle right?" He asked, pointing to her, even though she was the only person in the room.

"Um, yeah," she answered, also realizing after hearing his voice again that it was the same boy she talked to on the phone yesterday. She didn't manage to make the connection before as she was too focused on other things. "You're...Calum, right?"

He grinned as he walked out from behind the counter towards her, surprised that she remembered his name. "Yeah, that's me." He held out his hand as the smile remained on his face. "I'll be training you."

Brielle sweetly smiled back at him and grabbed the hand that he held out. "Cool."

She was happy to have this boy training her -- she remembered him saying he was hoping that she would get hired, so it reassured her that she wouldn't be a nuisance to him.

He let go of her hand and motioned behind him to the walkway that he previously came from. "Come on, let's get you dressed first."

Brielle slowly followed him as they entered a room that looked like your typical break room, the only difference being that the furniture was much more modern than normal. In fact, the whole store was very contemporary, and Brielle made the assumption that it was either just recently built or remodeled.

The room was furnished with 4 circular tables that sat in the middle and a number of vending machines that offered various healthy foods off on the side. There was a kitchen in the far corner, although Brielle wasn't able to completely analyze it as she was distracted by a girl with jet black hair sitting on one of the counters.