Sequoia
Me being the unorganized, procrastinating 22 year old I am, I was certainly late for work,again. I work up this morning at 8, seems like a great time to wake up right? Nope, I have to be at work at 8:30. That left little time for me to flat iron and tame my mess of a hair , do my little makeup or curl my eyelashes, so here I am , rushing through the traffic of Miami.
Well, not exactly rushing since traffic was a super bítch that had just came on her period this morning.
I drummed on the steering wheel as I sat in stand still traffic on the freeway, THE FÙCKING FREEWAY PEOPLE. Growing frustrated, I checked the time on my phone it was already 8:25. I hissed and mumbled shit under my breath because of how tardy I was gonna be. On some days I was only a minute or two late, but today I was gonna be at least 20 minutes late.
Fùck my life and my career.
Technically, I didn't have a career yet. I always wanted to be in front of a camera instead of behind it, because I know in my heart that I'm a fine as bitch.
I'm kidding.
But photography is sort of my passion just not what I was looking for as a life time job, ya know? One I can retire from and be satisfied with.
To pass by time, I popped in the aux cord into my iPhone and scrolled to 'my hype music' playlist . I basically have playlists for everything, including an entire collection of mindless behavior music.
Don't judge, I was obsessed with them when I was younger. I don't know if I still have their CDs but they're probably somewhere back at my parents house.
Anyways, I turned up the volume once I heard the beginning of 'dmx ruff riders anthem.' This song will forever hype me the fùck up.
"Oh shít," I said dancing my seat and whipping my long dark hair. It was a matter of time before I started shouting the lyrics "STOP, DROP , SHUT EM DOWN OPEN UP SHOP, OH , NO , THAT'S HOW RUFF RIDERS ROLL" I was close to jumping out my car and dancing in the middle of traffic but I decided to keep my little show within my little black Toyota. I didn't need to be turned into a 6 second vine.
I turned my head to the side and noticed an older woman in the car to my left looked at me as if I were crazy. Its okay honey, you don't know how to turn up, you too old boo .In the car to my right, a younger dude was turning up with me. See, that's my type of person.
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20 more minutes passed, I had finally gotten out of traffic and into the parking lot of phota's photography. Such a creative name right? The owner's name is fota, and let me tell you, she's a bítch. I remember I started out as just her personal assistant and it was horrible.
She made me do coffee runs and if she didn't like what I gave her should make me take it back. Honestly, during those 7 months I want to literally shoot myself but I'm glad I got a promoted to a photographer a month ago. I couldn't deal with staying in the office all day, its nerve wrecking.
Once I walked in, I tried to sneak passed her office as quietly as possible . I held my black purse and my camera close to my body as I walked pass with my head down.
Please don't look up please don't look up I silently prayed in my mind.
"Sequoia ! You're late, come in here." she called me back.
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أدب الهواةSequoia smith is a 22 year old exotic vixen, just starting life in the city of Miami. With no trace of the usual college student debt on her, she is fresh out of college and she has no idea what to do with her life now. so she just lives her life...