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tabitha

the time went by really fast and mr and mrs johnson were here before we knew it.

"we are doing pretty good. zariah and i are doing perfectly good." mr and mrs johnson asked as they took a bite of one of my famous dishes, chicken stuffed with ham and mozzarella cheese, with a side of vegetables accompanied with some potatoes and red wine.

"how's your job going zariah?" mrs.johnson asked while gently cleaning her mouth.

"pretty good mom, we just got a new employee and i've been teaching her, it's really nice." mr and mrs johnson were classy people. they are really strict and want everything to be perfect. i mean all parents are like this but hers are different.

mrs johnson had brown wavy hair that reached to her shoulders. she always had white nail polish on that made her sea green eyes stand out.

mr. johnson has blonde hair, with brown eyes. he had a bit of facial hair, not much. always wore suits, he was a gentleman.

"i am proud of you sweetie." there was a small pause.

then zariah's dad spoke up,"how about you tabby, how's work?" i coughed.

my eyes met zariah's as she gave a sign if i wanted help, i refused.

"it's going pretty good, yeah."

"what do you work as again?" my cheeks started to burn with redness. of course you couldn't tell because i had make up on, but i could feel my cheeks burning with redness.

"i am a nanny, i take care of kids." i tried to say it with confidence, hoping they would believe it.

i felt my hands start to get sweaty, my legs were shaking uncontrollably, my heart felt as if it would rip my shirt off and come out of my chest. my eyes looked up to see zariah acting perfectly normal.

"oh that's nice darling, little kids or teenagers?" mrs. johnson asked while reaching over for another piece of bread.

i cleaned my through before answering,"little." my response was short.

the rest of the night was just eating and making small conversation.

god i hate talking to parents.

- the next day

"tabitha have you seen my black heels?!" zariah yelled.

i rinsed my mouth, dabbing it with a towel, grabbing the black heels i had borrowed from zariah.

"here you go, i might need them tonight." i sighed.

she grabbed them and slid them on,"why don't you just quit the job? i can help you look for one." i shook my head and blinked as tears rolled down my rosy cheeks.

"i can't zari, it's hard. felix will never let me leave, once you're with the company you're with them. you have to pay a fee of 3 million dollars in order to leave. where will i ever find that kind of money?" i broke down into a sob as zariah rubbed my back.

after what felt forever i lifted my head up,"i have to get ready, im going to look for another job. i want to get enough money in order to pay for clothes and stuff for when daniel comes over here." she nodded as she gave me a goodbye hug and left for work.

daniel is my boyfriend, we've been dating for 5 years now. he has light brown short hair, green emerald eyes, and is a bit dark skin. i met daniel in middle school, we became very close and eventually started dating in freshman year.

i mean he's only two year older than me, him being 22 and me being 20. he lives in new york, and i live in california which makes it really hard to see each other.

he was coming to visit because he had amazing news to tell me.

i quickly hopped in and out the shower. it was 8:30 am and i had to be finished by 7:30 pm in order to get to work. if i went in early i would get out early.

i threw on a pair of black sweats from pink, a grew hoodie that matched it, and my white converses. i braided my hair, adding only a dab of mascara and lipstick.

i grabbed my phone, wallet and headed out the door.

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"that will be $350.66 please." i took out my credit card and swiped it. the cashier handed me a receipt and i left the store.

this is what happened when victoria secret and pink have a 70% the entire store. i had wasted probably $2,348 dollars on clothes, shoes, make up, and other stuff.

i mean being a stripper isn't that bad, im in it for the money.

I grabbed the 8 bags from the cashier, along with 20 other bags and headed out the store.

i had been at the mall for too long, it was now 2:58 pm. i exited the mall and headed to my car. my hands couldn't hold all of these bags, so they ended up falling, some stuff falling on the floor.

"fuck." i whispered.

i opened my trunk and threw in a few bags.

"need help?" a deep voice, i knew asked.

"sure?"

"are you answering me or asking me tabitha?" he giggled.

"how the hell do you know my name?" i snatched the bag from him as i pulled out a pepper spray from my purse.

felix suggest i get one since it was dangerous on the side were the club is at.

"chill dude, it's justin. the punk." he took his black ray bans off as i sighted in relief.

"you scared me, i though i'd actually be able to finally use my pepper spray." i threw the small container inside my bag as i closed my trunk.

justin had some black baggy jeans, an oversized white shirt that you could bearly see because of his cream color oversized sweatshirt. i noticed we had the same black nike pros.

he took off his camouflage hat and ran his hands through his hair.

"well i have to get going. ill see you around i guess." i began to walk back to my car as he catched up to me.

he smirked,"do you want to go grab some lunch?" i raised my eye brow. "aren't you afraid the paparazzi will see you?" he shook his head.

"nah, they don't follow me as much. after i asked nicely they gave me more privacy."

"well that seems nice, but i have to get going. i have to be at work in a bit."

"come on please? it won't take long, plus i told my manager i would be out with some friends."

"did you know i was going to be here?" he shook his head.

"i came to see a few fans and i saw you so i though why not join me for lunch." he smiled, which caused me to smile.

"okay fine, but you're driving." i tossed him the keys as he smiled.

"it'll be fun." he started the car.

what can possibly be more fun that having lunch with one of the most famous musicians in the music industry?

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