Celebrity Wall Flower

Chapter 5 - Taylor's' POV

I managed to get dressed, finding my clothes to be extremely uncomfortable. I walked out of the room to see the same woman, drinking coffee.
"Uh…could I have a cup?" I asked and yawned. She looked at me and cocked her head.
"Since when do you drink coffee?" She asked, a bit bewildered.
"Uh…just need some sort of caffeine." I grinned.
"All right, just don't get into the habit, it stunts your growth." She laughed.
"I've noticed." I said and looked down at myself. She handed me a warm cup and I smiled a thank you.
"Uh…Phyl…" I hesitated answering, forgetting she was talking to me.
"Oh…uh…what?" I asked.
"Since when do you have blue eyes?" She asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Huh?" I grunted.
"Your eyes are green, not blue?" She said, seeming to be a little freaked.
"Uh…must just be the lighting …that's all." I smiled and quickly turned my back.
"Okay, well, give you father a kiss goodbye." She said, putting her coffee down.
"I…I…" I stammered. She ignored me and picked up her pocketbook. Suddenly, a man, in his fifties with a beard, glasses and gray hair came out of the living room.
"Have a good day a work Phyl." He smiled and kissed me on top of the head. Now I was officially freaked out.
"Uh…you too." I stammered and walked away, following the woman out of the house, to her car.
As I strapped into the car, I realized that I was going to this girls' job and I had no idea what to do.
"I'm going to be late picking you up from the mall tonight, so maybe you can just hang out for a little. By the way, which hostess is relieving you?" Her mother asked.
"Hostess? Oh…uh…I don't know." I said, feeling a little less stressed in at least knowing what her hob was.
"Your shift starts at 10:30, right?"
"Uh…yeah." I stopped to glance at the clock and noticed it wasn't even eight o'clock.

I had stayed in her car for an hour and decided to use that time to thing about my situation.
"Let's see, I met her at the meet and greet yesterday…then woke up as her…wait, that doesn't make sense. Okay…I said hello to her…shook her hand and took a picture with her…I …I shook her hand…hmm…" I said out loud to myself.
"But what does shaking her hand have anything to do with me being in her body…" I said, thinking it quite ridiculous especially hearing her voice come out instead of my own.
"All right…this…this is just insane. How could I be in her body…and what about my own…is…no…that doesn't add up either…" I was cut off when the driver's side door opened.
"You ready to go." Her mother smiled.
"Uh…I guess." I said nervously.
"You seem…a little out of it…you sure you're all right…it isn't not work is it?" She asked, before turning on the car.
"No…no…I' m just tired…that's all." I smiled reluctantly.
"All right." She said and we took off.

I got out of the car and glanced at my watch.
"9:10…jeez. I have an hour and twenty minutes." I sighed as I trekked into the mall. Of course everything was closed except the food court so I had nothing to do but wait.
Finally it was time for work and I walked to the restaurant reluctantly, afraid that I was going to screw everything up. It wasn't just my butt on the line but physically hers.
As I walked in, I was greeted by a short, over exuberant girl I figured to be the manager.
"Uh…hey." I said.
"Oh…here's the card Phyllis." She grinned and handed a card to me.'
"Uh…" I said, looking around awkwardly.
"Go clock in." She said. I took a deep breath and walked into the kitchen, where I found a computer waiting.
*"Oh."* I thought, mentally slapping myself. I clocked in, which took longer that what it really should have and I walked out.
"Uh…what do you want me to do?" I stammered, looking at my manager.
"What you do every morning silly." She smiled.
"Oh…I'm just making the board." She added and walked away. I just stood there, totally confused, bewildered and scared.
"Here hon, here's the window cleaner." One of the waitresses said, handing me a can.
"Oh…thanks." I grinned. As least I figured out was it is she had to do in the morning.
I cleaned all the windows in the restaurant and the glass doors.
"Uh…Phyl…" I didn't look up, not realizing that I was being talked to.
"Hey!" I turned around quickly to see my manager looking at me.
"Didn't you hear me, I called your name?"
"Uh…no…sorry." I smiled hesitantly.
"Why did you clean all the windows?" She questioned.
"You only have to do the lobby and the doors. Don't do the girls' jobs, make them work." She laughed.
"Oh…uh…okay." I grinned.
"Are you feeling all right? You're acting a little funny." She said, changing her expression to one of concern.
"Oh…just not myself today, that's all." I smiled.

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