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Chapter 1 | "Sweet cheeks"

So this isn't my first book but I deleted the other one I was writing. It was a janoskian fan fiction and I wasn't into them anymore... I just want to throw it out there that although I have read thousands of books I haven't read every single book on wattpad so if I'm "copying" anyone let me know. This is just an introduction to the story, I'm sure as the book goes on the chapters will get longer (: also there is cussing and some sexual content as in kissing and that sort of thing, if you don't like it then skip over it.
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Naveah's POV

It was about 8am on a Sunday and I knew I had to get up to get ready for work but my bed was so comfortable and warm. I worked at a run down gas station/ food mart in the ghetto part of my town. It wasn't the ideal job for a senior in high school but I needed to get a job so I could pay for the gas in my car and my phone bill. When i turned 18 in a few months my parents or should I say my mom is going to quit paying for all that. I knew she was just paying for it to try and makeup for marrying some creepy asshole and not telling anyone or maybe it was to cover up that she used to abused me a few years back. I figured that I should start working now and save up. Not only did I need the money, but it gave me several hours of peace without listening to my dads drunk yelling and rants about how much of a mistake I am. I grabbed my phone and typed in my passcode. I checked to see that the exact time was 7:56. I had a few minutes before I had to jump in the shower so I layed in bed scrolling through Twitter and Instagram to see what went down while I was asleep. I spent a few extra minutes building up the will power to start my day. I finally crawled out of my bed, went to my closet and grabbed my work shirt, which was just a red and black, buttoned, tee that had the gas stations logo. I also grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and my white converse. I showered, got dressed, and applied some makeup. I had brown hair with some blonde natural highlights that ran past my chests and stopped mid waist. I had blue/green/ and hazel eyes. It was weird actually because my eyes were almost ombré. They started off as dark blue, then went green and got hazel towards my pupil. My skin was usually clear with a blemish here and there every once in a while but nothing a little concealer couldn't cover up if I was wearing makeup that day. I decided I would wear some today and put on the minimal amount that I normally do, mascara and a little bit of eyeliner with some concealer wherever it was needed and powder. I ran down stairs grabbing my keys and wallet. "DAD IM GOING TO WORK! BE BACK LATTER." I yelled as I ran out the door, knowing he was passed out and didn't hear me and would most likely already be drunk by the time I got home. The drive to work was about 20 minutes so I plugged the aux cord into my phone and played some music. I pulled into the back of the gas station and noticed that my creepy co-worker is also working today. Just great. He stares at me too much, asks really random, creepy questions and smells like rotten cheese. I groan and get out of my car, walking inside. "Hey Naveah! Would you ever soak your feet in iguana urine to make them softer?" I hear my co-worker Myles asks. "Uhm no Myles I don't think that I would..." I reply with a crooked half smile. This is going to be a long day I think to myself.

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It was already 2:00 in the afternoon which means I only have a couple hours left of my shift. Thank god. Myles left me alone after while when I stopped answering the gross questions he'd throw at me. So I just sat here flipping through some teen magazine I couldn't care to know the name of, waiting for some customers that needed something to drink or a candy bar, when I heard the bell ring. Finally! A customer! Well actually three. Oh god, it was Zak Montgomery and his two side kicks, Jake and Nick something or other. They were the schools badboys so to speak. But really they were just some players with a stick up there asses. They each grabbed a thirst buster and some chips, coming my way to checkout. "Hey, you go to our school right, I think I've seen you around?" asked Nick. "Yeah I do." I kept it short and sweet. I was too busy engaging in some sort of starting contest with Zak. It was almost as if he was checking me out. I never really took the time to actually look at him. I didn't care to... before now. He had black hair styled like he just woke up and ran his fingers through it, beautiful sea blue eyes and a strong jaw line. His skin was an olive tanned color and as smooth as a babies bottom. He was quite attractive. However his cocky, asshole, player attitude contradicts his good looks. "Ahem" coughed Jake. Me and Zak broke eye contact and I finished ringing them up. "Anything else?" I ask. "Yeah a pack of smokes" says Jake. Of course they smoke. Just another thing to add to the stereotypical badboy look. I mean they already had the white v-necks that were way to tight to be comfortable. Although they did have nice bodies that showed through those shirts, it was still ridiculous. And of course the leather jackets. Oh and not mention the motorcycles they all ride. "Yeah sure whatever" I reply plainly. I throw Jake the pack of cigarettes as Zak tosses a 20 dollar bill on the counter as they all walk out. "Keep the change sweet cheeks!" Zak calls. I give him a confused look and furrow my eyebrows. He just winks at me and chuckles as they all climb onto their motorcycles. I'm left there dumbfounded staring at the dust they kicked up when they sped off. Did he really just call me sweet checks? And then wink at me? What the hell? I don't know whether to blush or to be pissed that he had the nerve to call me something as revolting as "sweet cheeks". I decide to go with the second option and roll my eyes even though he wasn't here.
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