She's a Little Bit Country, He's a Little Bit Rock N' Roll

I couldn’t stop twiddling my thumbs as I watched the clock. It was 1:15 now, and his reserved time begins in fifteen more minutes. I walked up to Taylor and asked him if it was okay that I went to the locker room before the reservation and he gave me the go ahead.

Quickly I ran as fast as my feet would carry me through the dining hall and grabbed Pixie by the arm to drag her with me.

“Uhm, I guess I’ll be right back?” She shrugged towards her co-workers.

I pulled her into the locker room and slumped down onto the bench.

“Ivy what the fuck? Are you going to tell me what this is about?” Pixie rubbed her arm where my fingertips dug into it.

“Men. Attractive men. Caddying. Help.” I sighed and threw my head back.

“Wait, you pulled me all the way here to rub it in that you’re caddying for attractive men and that’s bothering you?” She raised an eyebrow.

I took a few deep breaths before carrying on. “Not just any man. I looked in the reservation book and the appointment I am assigned with today starts in ten more minutes…and the reservation name is under Matthew Charles Sanders.” I breathed. I could feel sweat forming on my hairline from the nerves and anxiety.

Pixie’s eyes grew wide as my words sank in.

“Matthew Charles Sanders…as in…M. Shadows Matthew Charles Sanders?”

She began freaking out along with me. She sat down next to me and grabbed me by the shoulders.

“Listen, bitch, it’s time to woman up. Fix your lip gloss, slap on some eyeliner, fix your hair and work it for all it’s worth. While you’re caddying for a hot ass rock star, remember me. Remember the little people.” She sighed grabbing my makeup bag out of our locker.

She quickly fixed everything for me as I could barely move a muscle. I heard the flick of the lighter between her fingertips.

“Pixie what the fuck, there are smoke detectors in here! You’re going to set off the fire alarm!”

“Calm your tits. Blow your smoke into the half empty water bottle and put the cap on after every exhale. It’ll stay in there for the most part. I don’t know any other way to get you to relax.” She laughed and handed me the lit cigarette and the bottle.

I took the longest drag of my life and felt the nicotine run through my veins. I really needed to quit, but this is why I couldn’t. That feeling alone was addicting. After a few more drags I dropped the cigarette into the bottle and replaced the cap.

“Okay…I think I’m ready.” I let out a deep breath.

“Well you better hurry, lover boy’s gonna be out there in two minutes.” She chuckled and pushed me along.

I began walking quickly back to the green, not paying attention to where I was going as I attempted to straighten out my skirt. Before I could react I bumped into something and my ass hit the floor.

“Ugh! Excuse you! Are you blind?!” The woman scoffed trying to dry off her now wet ensemble.

“Oh my God I’m so sorry ma’am I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.” I brushed myself off while getting off of the ground before I was met with a pair of piercing eyes. It was Valary DiBenedetto herself. Matt’s fiancé.

“Well obviously you weren’t paying attention. Just get me a towel. You made me spill my Fiji water all over me.” She let out a frustrated sigh.

Remember when I said I wouldn’t let anyone walk all over me? My anxiety let this slide as an exception.

I quickly ran to the nearest cart to grab a couple of fresh towels and helped clean the water off of the floor and her outfit.

“I really am sorry Ms. DiBenedetto. I’ll look where I am going from now on.” I frowned.

The man from this morning walked up to us as he noticed the accident.

“Ah! Ms. DiBenedetto! It’s so lovely to see you here, as always.” He smiled and gave her a pat on the back.

“I wish I could say the same Mr. Smith. You better teach your staff some manners before complaints are made.”

And with that, she sauntered off like some fucking queen as she glared towards me.

“What a bitch…” I muttered under my breath.

Mr. Smith turned to me with a warm smile.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head about Ms. DiBenedetto, Ivy. If it wasn’t you, it would have been someone else today.” He chuckled.

I looked down at my watch and noticed I was four minutes late to the appointment. I began sprinting to the green once more, making sure I paid attention to where I was going this time.

As I passed through the doors to the golf course I saw Taylor already speaking to my clients and I began to panic once more. This was going to make me seem like such a bad employee. Especially if Valary already told Matt about our literal run in with each other…

“I’m so sorry I’m late! I had a little accident with one of the club members and I had to help her get cleaned up.” I sighed blowing the hair out of my face in the process.

“Ah, here she is. Gentlemen this is Ivy, she’ll be your caddy for this afternoon.” Taylor smiled and began heading back to his clients. I mouthed a quick thank you to him as he walked away.

“Hey Ivy, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Matt, this is Brian and Jimmy.” He smiled gesturing to his best friends and fellow band mates.

His smile made my heart stop. Those dimples, those hazel eyes. This man was going to put me into cardiac arrest by the time my shift was over today.

“It’s so amazing to meet you guys. Forgive me if I’m not the best caddy today, I’m still warming up as it’s my first day.” I chuckled shaking their hands.

Before I could shake Jimmy’s hand he tossed it aside and wrapped his arms around me, almost suffocating me during the process of the bear hug he gave.

“Can’t…breathe…need…to live…” I huffed.

“What kind of establishment hands over an attractive girl to do our dirty work? I won’t have this!
Sweetheart, you just kick back and we’ll show you how it’s done.” Jimmy winked.

I climbed into the golf cart with the guys and started driving to the first hole.

“So what brings you here, Ivy?” Brian asked taking a chug of his beer.

“College debt. I just graduated with my Bachelors in Literature last Friday and now I’m officially fifty grand in the hole without a job in my field.” I laughed dryly.

“What do you want to do with Literature?” Matt smiled.

There it was again. That painful twitch inside of my chest.

“I want to teach actually. High school to be specific. Those years can be tough on a lot of kids like it was for me, and I want to be able to show them that life goes on after high school. Plus, I love English and Literature. All I do in my spare time is walk around with a book in my hand.”

“I don’t see you reading now.” Matt joked.

“Unless you want me to crash this golf cart, I suggest you be thankful for that.” I rolled my eyes and stopped at the first hole.

The guys jumped out and I sat in the driver’s seat watching intently. Three more hours of my day. Three more hours I get to spend with these guys...including the one with the heart stopping smile and hazel eyes.

Notes

Hello, all!
I've noticed I am not revising a lot of this, just straight up re-writing it but sticking to the original plot. The first go around on this story seemed too rushed, and I wanted to add more time and detail to it. I hope you're enjoying so far!

xxoo, Leagh