Rich Or Poor

Part 1

Rich Or Poor

CHAPTER 1:

My name is Sady and i'm 17 years old. Did i mention i'm rich? That topic pops up in every conversation i have. It's my best quality. Or maybe it's my gorgeous looks. Or my beautiful brunnette hair. It could also be my silky, smooth, tawny colored skin. You know what it could be everything about me, i'm a percent away from perfect. That other percent goes to my eyes. In kindergarten through sixth grade i was a loser with glasses. Now i'm in my senior year of high school and i've had contacts since seventh grade. Those details were besides the point. I, Sady Williams was turning 18 in a week and a half All i want in the world is the brand new Aventador LP 750-4 Supervoltage Lamborghini. It is my one and only wish. Other than that i would love some more money. I'm a spoiled girl who is rich and popular, but the thing no one expects me to want is love. It was Wednesday evening and i had nothing to do, so i decided to text my best friends in the world. LaFawn-duh and AvaMarie. LaFawn-duh's mother had a tough birthing process and the doctors heard her wrong when they asked the baby's name, so we just call her Fawn. ~Hey gurlz hmu, mall 2day? bored af~ I sent the message to the girls and waited for a reply. I figured we could go out fit shopping for my party. I instantly got a reply from Fawn saying: ~Cn't make it sry. sufrin thru fam din-din ttyl~ Really Fawn? I was expecting you to come the most. You give the best fashion advice. I then got a relpy from AvaMarie ~Sry cn't. too turnt w/ bae. hve fun w/o me~ Neither of them can make it? Wow. Since they both can't go, i think i'll just go by myself. So i grabbed my keys, left a note for my mom, said goodbye to Rejah, our nanny and maid, and fed the dog. Then i got into my cruddy, out of date BMW and drove off. On the way i saw a couple of signs that were interesting. But then i thought, everything is interesting in Los Angeles. I was thinking about life outside of LA. How would the nail salons be? Or the malls? It was too horrifying to think about,maybe it's- Bam!! What was that? I snapped out of my fantasy land and i realized that i was in an accident. i didn't see the stop sign. I quickly got out of the car and apologized to the other driver. "Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention. Can i pay for any damages?" i asked the driver. The driver got out of the car and looked at the damages. I couldn't stop looking at his car. It was so filthy and old. I was disgusted that my car even touched it. I escalated from looking at his car to his clothes. Was this guy homeless or something? "Uh, you know what?" he started to say. I think the only good thing about him was his face and smell. "It's okay. I needed a new car anyway. As long as i can drive it to the dealership, i think i'll be alright" he said. He then handed me a card and walked back to the front seat of his car. "What is this for?" i asked. "If you need any repairs or if you just need your car to be repainted, call me. My name is Jack by the way." before he left he sort of winked and smiled at me.Then he got into his car, backed his car out of the side of mine and drove off. His smile was sort of handsome, his appearance however was gross and a curse to an eye. I really don't care what he looked like at the moment. My car was in desperate need of painting. So i got back in my car, called the number for an address, asked when Jack would be in, GPSed the repair shop and then i was on my way.

CHAPTER 2:

I approached the repair shop and noticed it even filthier than Jack's car. I almost turned around until Jack waved at me. I can't leave now i thought. So i waved back and exited the car. "Hey there Road Wreck." he said. "Road Wreck?" i asked. "Well, i met you when we got into a wreck. On the road. so i called you Road Wreck." he explained. "Oh." i said. "well anyways, a certain someone told me that if i needed repairs or some new paint i could come here. I checked and i think i'm just going to need some new paint." He examined the car and said "Hey look, im sorry but we just ran out of that shade of paint. If you want i could run to the store and pick up that color." he said. "Okay" i replied "is there like a lounging area?" i asked. He pointed to an old park bench, a trash can, a rack of chips, and two chairs, one being occupied by an old sleeping man. "You call that a lounging area?" i asked in shock. Did he expect me to sit and wait here? "You could go with me if you want." he said. I nodded my head in agreement and started for my car. "Hey Road Wreck, where are you going? We have to go in my car." he said. I looked at his car, then at the lounging area. Then back at his car, and back at the lounging area. "Okay fine i'll go with you, just wait a sec." i walked towards my car and reached in the trunk for a beach towel. I grabbed the towel then walked back to his car. I set the towel down on the passenger seat and sat on the towel. He looked at me funny and i said "Drive" then he started to drive. As he sang the latest August Alsina song 'Hip Hop', i texted Fawn and AvaMarie about my horrific experience... ~U 2 suc. i'm stranded w/ a rlly hot bad dresd strngr wile ur both hvin sum fun...~ "So Road Wreck, who ya texting your boyfriend?" he asked. "You can call me Sady, i'm texting my friends and i'm currently single thanks for pointing that out." i said. "Awh, come on. A beautiful girl like yourself can't possibly be single. There has to be like at least ten boys chasing after you" he said. I low-key blushed as we arrived to the store. I opened my door and exited the car. "Jack Gilinsky, if i wasn't as smart as I am i'd say you are flirting with me" then i closed the door. He jumped out of the car as i was walking towards the entrance of... The 99 Cent Store? Where are we? "How do you know my last name?" he asked. I held up his card as i walked into the store. This store is, actually really big. It's also really cheap. Everything is a dollar? Really? "Um excuse me? Where is the Gucci section?" i asked the cashier. She looked at me puzzled and rolled her eyes. "Sorry Janice. She's never been to a 99 cent store before." Jack said. "Stay with me" he told me. I obeyed because i didn't want to get lost. "So where's the paint?" i asked. "This way" he said. "follow me." When we got to the paint aisle i found a lot of colors. Orange, purple, pink, lavender, blue, turquoise, and aqua. "Here it is." Jack held a can of paint that was very identical to my car's original shade of white. "let's go" he said. We went to the front desk to pay for the paint. "Hey Janice" Jack said to the girl we saw earlier. "Hey Jack, how ya doing today?" she asked him. Uninterested in their conversation i walked about three feet away to the magazines which were all in Spanish. Since i'm learning Spanish, i picked up a magazine about the Kardashians and pretended to read it. "So Jack, you know this could be free for one price." Janice whispered to him. Now interested in their conversation i moved a couple steps closer to them. "Janice, you know i don't do that" he told her. "Well you did Jack and i don't know why you won't now. What is this your girlfriend or something? Are you finally making a commitment to one person?" Janice questioned him like a detective from Law And Order. "No Janice, i'm just not that person anymore. Not with you at least." he said. Janice, no longer whispering probably felt hurt. I could tell by the tone in her voice. "I'm going to have to ask you to leave Jack. And your girlfriend too" she said. I turned around real quick. "He is not my boyfriend" i said. "figures" she started. "I always knew i was the girl for Jack. You better leave you scrawny little-" "JANICE!" Jack yelled. "What? I'm just speaking my mind." she said. "You were always good at that" Jack quickly replied back. Janice looking furious immediately looked my way then back at Jack. "I thought i asked you to leave my store." she said. "Can i at least buy the paint?" Jack asked. Janie went back to whispering. "Jack you know what you have to do. Now you have two choices. Take the free route and swing by my house after work." as she leaned closer to Jack's face, he pushed her off. "or get the hell out of my store and i call security." she said. "five, four, three" she started. Jack slammed the paint on the counter and we both walked out of the store.