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Gianna

I run down the streets to my sorry excuse for a house I shared with my Aunt.

We were so hungry that I had to go and pickpocket to buy us food at the night market.

My stomach grumbled again for the twentieth time this evening. A sharp pain jolted across my body and I held my stomach for a while before I  slowed down.

This had been going on for days now but I didn't have enough money to go to the hospital and besides ..I needed Enough money to treat Aunt Bibi's cancer.

I calmed down before entering.

" Gigi is that you?" She asked

" Yes Bibi" I replied and she replied.

Gigi and Bibi... that's what it's been for years now.

Her hair was Falling off so she had tied it up with a scarf.

Aunt Bibi was beautiful regardless she had Blonde hair and a very beautiful blonde...I was red haired.

I grabbed some plates and placed the potatoes on them. We sat down to eat in silence.

" Did you get the Job?"

I shook my head.

Everyone I went to for a job wanted me to change my appearance. I didn't want to. I acted like a boy, always in sweatpants and hoodies..it has been like this since childhood...the charity home that supported us mistook me for a boy and Normally sent boy clothes...I was angry at first but I got used to it.

I never had a boyfriend ..why? Because they thought I was bisexual....no offense but I didn't like girls that much.

I used to get bullied a lot by this guy. I don't even remember his name..

" Don't worry we'll strive"

" Till when Bibi, you haven't gotten your medication for weeks now and you're falling apart"

Yes I did go to school and completed college with the best  degree in English courtesy of a scholarship for being the best student,my dream job was to be a journalist at New Yorks biggest Media Studios. The Skyhigh Studios. Only people with great influence went there.

My favorite journalist Shawna Kendricks was my role model ..I watched her every day on the small television that we had.

" You know you can still go and look for a job there,but you'll have to dress like a lady"Bibi stated.

For that I was willing. I really wanted to work there.

" I'll try Aunt,now let's get you to bed"

She nodded and took her to her room to sleep.

After tucking her in ,I went to my room and began writing my application letter.

My first step.

**

" Ughhhhh" I grumbled for the hundredth time.

Hoodies,sweatpants, trousers,jeans, polo shirts. All boyish clothing.

I didn't have one decent skirt suit or something.

Not even heels.

Bibi entered looking sad.

" I could lend you my dress but they're all faded."

I smiled and tears welled up in my eyes.

Why did my parents leave us.

" Don't worry,I'll find something to wear"

She nodded and got out.

Wait I had see Shawna wear Jeans,maybe it won't be so bad.

I picked my best blue jeans and a decent top to match. My best sneakers and placed it down.

I had posted my application letter today and was waiting for them to call me .

I hope they would.

**

I had just come back from stealing Apples and Mangoes from the stores with unattended owners. If I didn't Bibi and I would go hungry. I wasn't proud but this was all I could do.

Bibi stood at the doorway holding a letter.

Smiling she handed me the paper.

I snatched it a read.

OMG.

I'm going for an interview.




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