"Ugh another day, another slay." you roll your eyes. You hate waking up every morning. The thought of living another day and having to go outside with no star belly makes you want to vomit.
You put on your uniform for work. A brown and orange dress with WAP CAP in big bold letters plastered on the chest. You're supposed to have tennis shoes, you sadly since god hates you and make you non star belly, you can't afford them.
"SNEETCHIE!!" you yell down the hall. She doesn't answer. "sneetchie?" you slowly walk to her room.
Dance Monkey by Tones and I is playing. you slowly opens the door. "SNEETCHIE!! NOOO!!" she's not there. However, she has left a note. the note reads:Dear Y/N,
i'm sorry. i had to leave. there is nothing that is here for me. you are hot and sexy, and i am not. I have gotten declined from every job i've applied to, you have had many. Duke and i have ran away to Cincinnati. Please take care of yourself. Get rich to afford the plastic surgery for a star belly.
- Sneetchie.
who tf is Duke. i actually have no idea who Duke is. Anyways, you go to work. You push through because you're not about to be jobless over you self-cantered sister running off with Mr.Mystery man.You arrive at work. The 2 hours you slept is really showing. "Y/N, are you okay." Shmeety asked. "No Shmeety, i'm not. My sister ran away with some guy and i'm broke and my unicycle broke." yes your unicycle broke.
All your coworkers gather around you. They hand you a flyer. A manor is looking for a maid. A hot maid. Yes you are quite hot, very hot. but you in a maid dress, dusting fireplace mantle. But the pay. 20 cents. much more then 1 dime. And you get to live in the manor too!
"come on Y/N, you go check it out." they collectively said. You ponder for a quick sec. "yea maybe i will check it out."
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FanfictionThe rich, hot, mafia boss sneetch with The big "star", meets Y/N. A smol, poor, petite, sneetch with no star. Divided by society, just because of stars. He hunts, preys, and hates on the weak sneetches with no stars. You hate him ;). You need money...