Amaya was startled back into reality at the man's offer to help her up. "Oh, uh, thanks," She sputtered, accepting his hand. When he pulled her up, it was almost as if he was picking up a tiny kitten. There was almost no effort needed for him. It was a seemingly flawless movement. "Um, I really am sorry about that," She said, picking up her phone and bag. Amaya turned on her phone to make sure it was working, and to check the time. Oh no! She was going to be late! "Sorry, but I have to go. Um I'll make it up to you?" She blundered her way through her words, trying to get out of there as fast as possible. Then she nearly sprinted out of the gym."Oh,Bye!" She called out over her shoulder.
Once she exited the building, Amaya slowed to more of a power walk. The bright red girl's mind was going a mile a minute. Gosh, if one could die from embarrassment, she would have died 10 times by now. Amaya couldn't believe she sat there staring at him! Plus she babbled like an idiot, and didn't even give a reason for leaving! He, whoever he was, probably thought she hated him, and was a rude person. She didn't even get his name after promising to make it up to him. That made Amaya a liar in his eyes also. She outwardly groaned. That exchange could not have gone worse.
But still, Amaya felt as if she should now him from somewhere... Hmm. As the blonde pondered this thought she retrieved her roommate's slightly squashed sandwich. Wait a second, her roommate! That's it! A week ago, Amaya's roommate, Rachel, had tried to get into Club LUSH with a fake ID because it was only a couple months until the girl turned 21anyways. But the bouncer turned her away. The bouncer, according to Rachel, had been a huge bulk of muscles with fiery red hair and scary scars. If memory served, that bouncer's name was Arty! Well, at least she figured that part out.
Finally she arrived at work. By this time the flustered young adult, and calmed some of her nerves. There was no use worrying about it now. Checking the clock, Amaya realized she had some time, so she applied some simple elegant make up and changed into the beautiful kimono that was the restaurant's uniform.
The now confident girl clocked in and began to serve customers as they filed into the adequately filled restaurant.