I was gonna be late and when I say late I don't mean an hour late I mean like three hours late! I thought to myself they are definitely going to freaking fire me. I had been late for work exactly 10 times this month and Sharroyl told me Friday of last weekend if I was late one more time she would have no choice but to write me up.. When grabbing my coat from the closet, I accidentally poured my cup of coffee down my leg..
I did not have any time to change my pants either. I really could not lose this job, I liked it a lot.. More importantly though it was an easy job, giving tours in an old castle. I mean who wouldn't love this job? Anyways, back to the running late situation. I stuffed my packaged lunch into my beige tote bag and then proceeded to fling the bag over my shoulder as I hurried out the door without even locking it behind me.
Running through my apartment's stale hallway I could hear my footsteps echoing, I reached the outside door and could see Bob,Jill, and Maureen all standing on the sidewalk.
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part One
FantasyAzalia a nineteen year old girl who has had a relatively normal life so far, start's to face some difficulty when she has to start saving up for college. Azalia does the unspeakable work for the most hated man in her city, Ben Razalia the owner of t...
