Emma's POV
A few days later
I had finally finished the last bit of unpacking and my apartment was finally filling up. College classes don't start for another two days so I guess today is the day to job hunt. I know the money I have saved will be gone soon and I need to pay for my place so I guess job hunting it is.
I go to my desk and jump on my laptop. I type in nyc jobs on google, and what do ya know, 20 cheesy websites pop up. I take my chances and click on one.
After a few minutes of scrolling I find that Starbucks is hiring. I mean, I love coffee so I'm all in. I fill out the online application and continue looking at other jobs.
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It's like midnight and all I've done all day is mess around online. I should probably eat something and get to bed.
I leave my room and walk towards the kitchen then - OUCH FUCK! I walked right into a -SLAM- shelf. Fuck, something fell and now my shoulder hurts. I reach down and pick up whatever fell. It's black, I turn it over and, what the hell. It's, an, ouija board. Where the hell did this come from? I know for a fact it wasn't on this shelf. What. The. Fuck.
AN:
hi guys sorry this is shitty i just wanted to get the story actually going. thanks to anyone who is reading this. comment/vote/share
also if you want to check it out, i have a luke hemmings fanfic on here called memories :-)
