Episode 1 Emilia's pov

"May the good Lord bless my today, protect the ones I love, and give madam Chloe a good heart and a loving one too. I hope Nick stop asking me out, because love sucks and Lord you know I won't accept his proposal, so Lord Jesus, make him forget about me. And lest I forget sweet Lord, forgive becky and sandy, I hope they stop saying the "f" word cos it's wrong. Let them stop thinking about boys and clubs all day, all this I pray in your name, Amen." I made the sign of the cross and stood up from my kneeling position beside the bed. I pack my hair up and put on my glasses, my pink slipons and padded out of the room. It's another hectic day!. I recall how yesterday had been tiring. I amble into my shower cubicle and had a quick shower. I wrap my body with a pink towel and walk into my room. I threw open my closet and rummage through my few clothes.

Minutes later I was all dressed up, baggy top over white-washed jeans. It's not really fancy, but it's decent and comfortable. I slung my handbag over my shoulders and walk out of my apartment.

"Hi Nana." I smile at the weezened old lady sitting under the large fir tree in the middle of the compound and reading a newspaper.

"Hey milly how ya doing." She responds. I chuckled at her old English accent.

"Fine grannie" I say, sliding the key under the door mat.

"Do have a great day at work!" she call as I walk out.

"I hope so Nana" I say with a sigh. Nana is my next door neighbor and a very nice lady too. She's more like the grannie I never had. I step out of my gate and into the busy streets, halting at the sidewalk. I glance at my wrist watch impatiently. Do they really have to keep me waiting all the time!. I was jolted out of my thoughts by the loud screeching of a car. I puff out my breath as the driver window rolled out and Sandy pops her head out.

"Hey cherry!" she grins. I sigh and slide into the passenger seat.

"What's up cupcake!" Becky seated at the back seat voice out.

"The sky is up!, and really do you guys have to call me such funny names!" I roll my eyes as they chortle. I quickly strap in my seat belt as sandy ignites the engine and drive out. I'm not ready to see God now. Becky leans forward and tunes the stereo. Crazy hip pop music blares out. I lean my head on the window as they began to sing croakily to the music...

I'm Emilia Roberts, and I'm a nerd. Call me stupid but I don't see my being a nerd a big deal. Nerds are intelligent and could be a psycho if you get to know them really well. I'm a sucker at love. Yeah, love sucks, imagine someone saying they can't breath without you!. That's pretty dumb cos everyone's got a heart and so they can breath. Sandy and Becky are amongst the few friends I've got. Sometimes I wonder how I got to be their friend. They could kill just to club. Yuck! parties and clubs, I so hate that. I met Sandy while in college and Becky while I was job- hunting. They may be psychos but I love them that way. we have come a long way and we are more like sisters than friends. The car pulls to a stop and I unstrap my seat belt. Thank goodness I survived the ride.

"Sandy, the next time you drive like that, I'm taking the cab!" I breathe out and step out, slamming the door shut.

"Really! but my driving is fuckin cool!" She laughs. I groan internaly, here we go with her swearing. They all got out and we walk towards the classy restaurant across the street. Chloe's pizzeria was clearly written on a large billboard at the top.

I swung open the glass doors open and step into the warm restaurant. Becky and Sandy who's been chattering quickly shut their mouths. That's because Chloe, the owner of the pizzeria is a grumpy middle age woman. If you so much as squeak, you will be fired. Some customers were already sprawled out in the restaurant and drinking coffee. We walk into the kitchen that was bustling with activities. We open a door leading to the store room.

"Hmph!" Becky lets out a breath we drop our bags.

"I hope Chloe isn't around yet!" Becky says grumpily as she change into her work clothes. Sandy scoffs.

"Fuck me!, I bet she's in the closet banging one of her customers" I glare at her with a *No swearing!* look. She grins, zips her mouth and throw the imaginary key to me. I catch it and threw it to the window. Becky laughs.

"Really Emmy you should have been the virgin Mary" She mutters and I chuckle lowly

"Yeah yeah, that would be pretty cool, atleast I won't get to know you guys" I roll my eyes and began to button up my work dress.

"So are you tryna say you aren't happy we are your friends?." Becky pouts feigning hurt.

"Of course!." I say and stuff my clothes into my bag. I turn to see sandy buttoning up her own dress. She leaves the two buttons out, so part of her bust is showing.

"You aren't planning on going outside there like this are you" I ask wide-eyed and she smirks.

"Oh c'mon Emmy!, stop being a grouch!. it's just some fuckin two buttons, not a big deal." I roll my eyes.

"Can't you just say a sentence without using the f word!." I bicker as I adjust my glasses.

"Virgin Mary!... I promise I would change!" she says sarcastically, the same time someone bangs at the door.

"Get your lazy asses outta there! I ain't paying you to be goofing around!" Chloe yells from the other side of the door and we hastily shove our bags away. Sandy quickly buttons up the two buttons and I scoff.

"I thought I was being a grouch." I whisper, making her tweak my ears.

"Whatever!" she grins as I open the door. We file into the kitchen and I grab a tray. Time for a hectic day.