Unexpected Super Lover Chapter 2

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Next morning

Beep Beep Beep Beep. "Ugh, alright! I’m up." Grunted Westley as he slapped the snooze button for the fourth time. "Wes, are you gonna get up or what?!" Westley rolled over and pulled the covers over his head. He could just imagine her hands on her hips and that evil stare that she was so good at. "I swear, it’s like you are in high school all over again!" Screamed Nancy, Wes’ mom. He hated living with his parents but every time his family had to relocate, so did Wes. He had no privacy, especially with a mom who can walk through walls. Wes and his family are special. Some might call them super. At any rate, they, and others like them are forced to keep their lifestyles secret to avoid exposure.

Wes crawled out of bed and floated down the stairs to the living room.

"Wes! What did I tell you about using your powers out of pure laziness?" Asked Nancy.

"That I’ll get fat like uncle Earl?" Joked Wes. Wes could see his dad in the kitchen trying to hold back a laugh.

"Very funny smart-ass. Shouldn’t you be job hunting?" Inquired his mom.

"Workin’ on it" Shrugged Wes.

"Well better get a move on it son, It’s pretty late in the day and you missed the number 13 bus. The next bus runs in 45 minutes." Suggested Wes’s dad.

Nate was the coolest dad when he wasn’t being corrupted by Nancy. If it wasn’t for him, Wes would lose his mind. Nate’s power was kind of useless. What good can come out of a human flame thrower? He sure could fry a mean egg though.

"Bus? Can’t I just air it?" Begged Wes.

"No way bud, we are tired of moving. You need to lay low. I heard about your little trip through downtown yesterday by the way." Nate replied.

"Here for one day and already on the news!?" Shrieked Wes’ mom.

"Sorry about that guys. I just needed to get away. I’ll be more discreet next time." Replied Wes.

Digging through unmarked boxes, Wes finally found the one with his clothes in it. Wes took the fastest shower ever. Looking in the mirror he realized he should shave. He brushed his shaggy dark brown hair though it was pointless. It would just end up falling into place later. Quickly, Wes pulled up his jeans and hopped into his vans. He pulled his Atreyu band shirt over his head just in time for his mom to scare the crap out of him. "Here’s an egg sandwich, good luck" His mom handed him breakfast to go. "Thanks mom, but can you knock first? I mean I am 23. How about some privacy? "Yeah, I’ll get right on that." Said Nancy rolling her eyes.

Wes had made it to the bus stop just in time to catch the next bus headed down town. Wes had planned to start his job hunting at the mall. He wasn’t much of a people person, but retail is always hiring. Starting in the food court Wes began requesting and filling out applications.

On the other side of the mall Carly was knee deep in blue icy mess.
"That’s it! I’m tired of cleaning up after you people and I’m definitely done cleaning up after this crappy machine! I quit!" Screamed Jason, the theater’s nighttime janitor.

"Oh c’mon Jason, you can’t leave. We really need you!" Pleaded Carly, but with no avail. Jason dropped his vest and mop and disappeared into the Saturday night crowd.

It was pretty hard to keep a janitor for more than six months. There were always people who didn’t care about the work they were causing others. Between the trash on the floor, the spills, and let’s not even mention the restrooms, the janitor job simply wasn’t worth $7.50 an hr.

Carly started to clean up the slushy mess when she suddenly slipped on the blue goo and fell right on her butt. "Ahh!…" Screamed Carly. "Could this night get any worse?" She asked herself. She slowly stood up, grasping the popcorn case and tried to compose herself for the customers. Carly looked for the words while blushing with embarrassment. "May I help you?" Carly asked the six foot gorgeous guy standing at the counter. Carly studied his looks for what felt hours. She noticed how his dark hair was just the perfect length and how it slightly draped over his face but not enough to hide his beautiful hazel eyes. He was a little tan with an interesting tattoo on his inner forearm. The word "Flight", Carly wondered what that meant. Maybe he was a pilot she thought. He was trim yet built. Carly couldn’t help but wonder what he looked like under that Atreyu shirt. Carly shook it off and paid attention to this guy as he started to speak.

"Excuse me, are you the manager?" Asked Wes.

"That’s me. Can I help you? Replied Carly trying not to stare at the way his lips parted when he spoke.

"Hi, I’m Westley. I was told you could give me an application. Are you hiring by any chance?"

"Hi, I’m the nighttime manager Carly and as a matter of fact we have an opening should you choose to accept it." Carly smiled as she handed Wes Jason’s old vest.

"When do I start?" Said Wes smiling to have a job even if the pay sucked.

There it was, the smile. That set off the whole package for Carly. Of course Carly is not shallow, but she likes a nice smile.

"Is tomorrow O.K.?" Questioned Carly.

"That’s great, What should I wear? Inquired Wes.

Carly’s mind was definitely in the gutter. She wanted to say wear nothing. She just couldn’t believe how this guy had such an affect on her to think things like this. Then again, it just might have something to do with Carly not having a steady boyfriend in two years.

"Oh just black dress pants or khakis will do. A white t-shirt under the vest is fine." Said Carly.

Carly couldn’t wait for tomorrow. She laughed about it on the drive home that night, how the stranger had made her blush and think silly things. She laughed at how she was giddy like a school who just got a note from her crush.. "This is just crazy." Said Carly as she shook her head.