Wishing you had money and having money are two totally different things. When I work for something, I work my ass off. And that's just what I plan to do.
As soon as I talked to my mom about getting a well paying job, she was obviously proud of me, but I could sense some fear. You see, my mom wants me to stay as youthful as I can, for as long as I can. Which can be very difficult because I'm a very mature person.
I quickly explain my reasonings and she understands completely. My dad has been wanting me to get a job since I started high school, I'm a junior and this will be my first real job. I had a small babysitting "business" when I was in middle school, but it got pretty pointless.
[the next day]
I walk into the mall and head for the adidas store on the corner next to pac sun. I head up to the front desk and see a very attractive boy helping a costumer. I patiently wait until they are finished. I walk up to the counter and ask him about available jobs or work positions in the mall or even in the store. The whole time while talking to him, I couldn't help but notice his beautiful eyes, they were a gorgeous shade of crystal blue. I'm not going to lie, this boy was pretty damn hot. His jawline could cut a loaf of bread, and the veins in his arms... Oh maaannn.
Anyways, he told me they had one position that needed to be filled, and it was another worker who could fill in and work with him on certain days. I quickly accepted and he handed me a few sheets of paper with some information about the job. I thanked him for his time and left.
And that was the day, I met Hayes Grier, the beautiful blue-eyed boy.
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