All Chapters of Ava Ever After: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Chapter twoSo much for not going to The Bike Shed. She hadn’t been intending to interview but she still found herself sitting on a bench outside, checking her watch every few minutes while arguing with herself. “Fuck sake woman. Either go in or go home” she scolded to herself. You might as well must go home. It was pointless coming. You know damn well yo don’t have the guts to go through with it.She agreed with herself. She knew she would never go in but something had made her sit outside for almost an hour, anyway.“Ava? I thought it was you. If I’m honest, I wasn’t sure you would come.”Looking up, Ava saw the suit, Gully, and her heart plummeted to her butt.“Er, hi. Yeah. If I’m honest, I wasn’t sure that I'd turn up either. When I agreed to come I had no idea what kind of club it was you wanted me to interview for. If I

Chapter Four “I still don’t think I can do this, Rachel,” Ava said, stirring her coffee. She felt a little more confident after leaving Whipping Willows but the thought of wearing that outfit in public was still playing on her mind. “When’s your first shift?” Rachel asked, taking a sip of her cappuccino.“Tomorrow. I’m not ready.”“Will you ever be?”Ava paused her mindless stirring. Rachel had a point. Would she ever be ready? “What’s troubling you about it? You look stunning in your uniform. Is it that?”Taking a sip of her mocha, Ava mentally listed the things that worried her about her upcoming shift at The Bike Shed. I’m going to be half-naked. I’m too plain. I don’t know what to do. What if I get groped? What will Sophie think? With a sigh, she placed her cup on the caf&ea

 Walking into the BBQ Hut, Ava instantly spotted the back of Sophie. She didn’t need to see the face of the blonde, sitting at the table by the window with her back to the door, to know that it was Sophie. Ava could tell by the way the waiter’s jaw was practically on the floor spilling saliva as he drooled over her best friend. It happened everywhere. University, clubs, parks and even the gym. Especially the gym. Ava couldn’t blame the waiter. Sophie was gorgeous. As Ava walked towards them on feet that were still sore from the night before, she felt a twinge of guilt at hearing the waiter offer his number. Sophie was never going to call. She never did. “Hey. Mind if I cut in?”“Ava!” Sophie exclaimed. “How the hell are you? Is that makeup? It totally is! Who is he?”The waiter was totally forgotten about as Sophie released Ava from the squeeze.“Share platter, please and a cap

 “Oh, that’s cute. Better in white, though, or cream.”Ava looked at the off the shoulder slouch sweater, on the clothing store rail. She had immediately picked up black, rather than one of the other colours. Black was her go-to for practically everything. “Cream, it is, then.”“Wait, it’s for you? Seriously? But you never have your bra strap on show.”Ava laughed at the shock on Sophie’s face. It was true. She had hated having her underwear on show, but now she didn’t mind at all. “I can go without. It’s not like I need the hold, to be fair. Not with what I’m rocking up top. Besides, there are strapless now,” Ava said.She started flicking through a rail of skinny jeans, completely unaware of Sophie, staring at her, mouth agape in complete shock. Ava picked out a black pair and held them up, examining them against the sweater.