The Human Luna

Chapter 1

It was a cold wintry morning as Sheila went from one table to another serving milkshakes. She was a young beautiful lady of nineteen with her rich long hair reaching down to her waist. She had dreamy green eyes that seemed to sparkle. She had a jovial smile and confidence unlike any other. She however didn't seem herself as she went about her job that morning. Her mind was troubled and it was evident in her stride and her gaze. She had her head down and her hair in her face which was unlike her. Her feet were wobbly too and she had tripped and spilled a milkshake on a male customer. The man, in his tuxedo, was probably a member of the high class. He had arrogantly yelled at Sheila telling her to ‘get out of his sight’. She had dragged herself back to the counter where Camelia who had been watching the happenings and who knew why Sheila looked so down stood waiting. “I think you should go up to your room”, Camelia began as Sheila set down her serving tray on the counter.