Author: Shiverpass PM
Trying to get over a breakup, Laura seeks refuge at her new job as a night guard at the Museum of Natural History where she finds herself falling for two specific men. Who will end up being with her forever?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Larry D. & Ahkmenrah - Chapters: 13 - Words: 20,842 - Reviews: 29 - Favs: 22 - Follows: 12 - Updated: 04-16-11 - Published: 02-03-11 - Status: Complete - id: 6713185
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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters besides Laura, Kayla, and Steven.
Summery: Just as Laura's trying to get through her last year in high school and forgetting about her ex boyfriend Steven, she goes job hunting for anything. Desperate for a job, she's hired as the second Night Guard at the Museum of Natural History. Working along side of Larry as history comes to life each night, she finds herself falling for Larry...and someone else. But only one of them ends up feelings the same way for her. Will she end up breaking from her heartbreak and let herself be happy once again while trying to help Larry keep peace and order in the museum?
A/N: I'm currently working on two other stories at the moment, so I hope you guys like this so far and I'll try and post chapters up ASAP...depending on who all reviews...so please review! This is just the introduction and the first chapter. Hope it's enough to catch everyone's eyes.
New Job, New Life
Alright...so maybe I thought things over too much. I thought I never got a job...but I did. Then again, it sure does seem like a pointless job, night guard at the museum in New York City...but hey. I get paid $11.50 and hour. Seems sensible enough. Sundown to sunrise. Easy enough.
And not to mention I thought I'd never loose my boyfriend...but I did. My older sister assures me that it's just a faze and that I'm not in a depression, so I do what I always do. Believe her. It's all I can really do anymore since dad walked out on the family and mom died two years later in a car crash.
So now I guess I have to get through high school...and my weekend job at the museum...I just hope I can get through my senior year alive...literally.
Chapter One ~ Fridays Suck
I closed my locker as I tucked a strand of my auburn brown hair behind my triple pierced ear as I clutched my Geometry and Government book to my chest. It was Friday and the day had been passing by in a blur. The bell in the hallways struck seventh period. Two more periods in the hell hole and then I can just stalk off to the tour of my new job at the museum.
I sat down in my assigned seat and listened to my Government teacher start to talk about the Stock Market and it's history over the passing years while I turned my head and looked out at the snow-covered back lawn of the school. In the parking lot, a teacher was scraping the snow and ice off of their white Oldsmobile.
Then I turned and opened my sketch book, clicking my mechanical pencil until enough led was out to use. I began working more on my sketch I started Wednesday and before I knew it, the bell rang and I could use my free period as a study hall...well you can say that. I headed to the empty auditorium and sat in the back middle row. I took out my sketch pad and began to work more so I could show Mrs. Hardwick my work after school today.
Then I heard a familiar voice echo from the stage. I looked up to see band members begin to pile into their seats, getting out their instruments all ready and organized. There my ex boyfriend, Steven, was, battling his friend Jake with his drum sticks as if they were a double-sided lightsaber.
The sight of him was enough to break my heart all over again. I sighed and looked down as I closed my sketch book and headed out of the auditorium and to the gym to hang out on one of the balconies. Once ninth period came along, I slid past my Geometry class easily since there was a substitute that day.
When I came home, I heated up some left over mushroom pizza, grabbed a can of Mountain Dew, and headed to my room to work on my homework since I had nothing better to do. About an hour into homework, I finally finished my English homework and was starting to study for my Biology homework. My mom, who's actually my aunt...but I just call her 'mom' because she's basically mom being that she looks a lot like mom and that she's part of the family, peeked her head through my door and smiled in a tired way. She had just got back from work.
"Hey, sweetie. How was school?" she asked as she came in and sat on my bed.
I shrugged my shoulders and looked back down at my Biology notes. "It was boring...the usual," I replied.
"Well I'm going to be ordering pizza for supper tonight. I'm too tired to cook. So you can have something before you go into your new job tonight," she said as she patted my knee.
I groaned and rolled my eyes, looking up at her. "We had pizza last night. Can't we have something like McDonalds or Taco Bell?" I asked as I put my notebook off to the side and slid off my bed. "Know what? Never mind. I'll heat up some Ramon Noodles. I have to be going into work a bit early so they can show me around and stuff like that," I said as I stalked out of my bedroom and into the kitchen.
"Honey, I have a question," Mom said as she followed me into the kitchen as I took out a packet of Roman Noodle soup out and a pot.
"Yeah?" I asked as I opened the packet and dumped it in the pot, adding water as I turned on the stove. I wasn't really a fan of Ramon Noodle soup, but I was too hungry to even care. I stood there, breaking up the block of noodles.
"With you in school and all, how is this job going to work out?" she asked me as she sat down at the kitchen table.
I shrugged my shoulders. "I get to work there as long of a shift as I want, just as long as it's more than three hours," I said as I began stirring the noodles.
"What about Sundays? How's your shift going to effect school Monday?" she then asked me.
"I get to work until twelve," I simply said.
I looked over at her and she was nodding her head. Then the door of the apartment opened and Kayla, my sister, walked in with two shopping bags. One was Hot Topic and one was Old Navy. She nodded her head towards me. I took my hand off of the wooden spoon as I flawlessly grabbed the Hot Topic bag she threw me.
"They didn't have your size, so I had to get a size smaller," she said as she sat her Old Navy bag down on the kitchen table. I peered in the Hot Topic bag and found my Breaking Benjamin shirt I've been asking for and also two buttons that completely describe me. One was of a dinosaur saying 'rawr' and the other said 'that's what she said'.
"So, excited for your new job?" Kayla asked.
Kayla had straight, black-dyed hair, and the same blue eyes that I had. She was only three years older than me, but we were basically best friends. I sighed and nodded my head as a reply. She smiled and tucked a lock of fallen hair behind her left ear that showed the part of her ear that looked like it had been bitten off of. Really, it was from the car accident that caused my mom's death that Kayla and I were in...the only survivors.
After I ate, I changed into comfortable clothes, grabbed my messenger's bag, and stuffed my sketch book in it as I got in my little yellow bug and headed to the museum. When I got there, the sun was close to being hidden in the horizon. I headed into the museum where a guy with black hair and a night guard uniform on. A man was standing next to him, saying goodbye to leaving customers.
The night guard was talking to Dr. McPhee, my new boss. They then turned to me. "Ah, you're here. And right on time," Dr. McPhee said in a blank and bored voice. "Well, Mr. Daley here will show you around. As for me, I'm off. I'm so tired," Dr. McPhee said as he walked away and hurried to exit the building.
Just like that?
I sighed and looked around. I never really have been in the building before to be able to take one good look at it. The most I was here was five minutes for my job interview. I looked around, surprised at how beautiful and big the place looked. There were so many different exhibits placed every which way just within the Lobby. The T-Rex, Theodore Roosevelt...
"Alright, so I'm Larry. Please don't call my Mr. Daley," Larry said as he put out his hand for me to shake as he walked over to me.
"Alright...I'm Laura," I replied as I took his hand and shook it quickly.
After our little introduction, Larry showed me all around the museum from the Huns to the African Mammals to Columbus to Sacajawea to the Pharaoh's tomb to Theodore Roosevelt. Everything was actually interesting. Larry assured me I'd learn more about them later thanks to him seeing the curious look in my eyes each time I glanced at each exhibit.
"So...I just want to let you know...that things will really get freaky tonight...and that I'll have everything under control...so try not to freak out, kay?" Larry said in a careful but friendly tone, looking at me with serious eyes.
A laugh erupted from my throat. "What, did you plan a group of bandits to steal stuff?" I asked as I shook my head. "I've seen pretty messed-up shit in my life. I'm sure there's nothing worse that I can see," I assured him as I sat on top of the information desk when we were back in the lobby.
Larry chuckled in a sly way. "Just you wait and see..." I heard him mumble.
I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "Right..." I murmured.
I looked outside of the revolving doors and the sun that was lowering more and more in the sky. And finally, the sky turned into a very dark blue...night time at last. If I was still with Steven, we'd be at his friend Jake's having a movie night, watching something like Inception or Princess Bride or Body Guard. But no...I was stuck here with this nutcase who claimed that I haven't seen the very definition of 'crazy shit'.
And then my eyes averted to the head of the T-Rex exhibit before us as it turned its head and looked at me. Wait...the exhibit moved? That...can't be...right. My eyes widened and I froze...my breath caught in my throat. I couldn't even speak nor make a noise come from my throat. What the... And then the exhibit before me opened its jaws and a loud screeching roar came from its...mouth.