Not Famous Yet?

6

*Fast Forward A Few Days*

This shït is disgusting... I thought as I tossed the tater tots I got from Burger King back into the bag.

I parked my car in the first spot I could find.

And that wasn't very hard, since it was like, 7:00 in the morning right now, on a Sunday.

Today was my first day of work, at Zumiez...

As I walked up to the door, I threw the revolting breakfast in a nearby trashcan. Yuck.

Before going into the door, I swiped my hands together, to get any remains of BK off my hands.

"I am never going there, ever again..." I rolled my eyes and pushed the door open as I spoke to what I thought was myself.

"Where?," a familiar Cheshire accent spoke.

"Oh, Burger King, they are really disgusting, Harry," I said, holding open the door for him.

"Oh... Did you go to that one on RedBird Road...?" Harry asked, seeing if he could relate.

"Mmm... I think so... Why...?"

"That one's cook isn't the best one in town, I think you wouldn't even step inside if you saw what he looked like and how he cooks..." Harry stated, his face scrunching up in disgust.

"How would you know?"

"I used to have a job there, then I quickly quit and came here," Harry smiled, looking over at me as we walked.

"Oh... Anyways, do we have the same work schedules?" I asked, looking up at him and scrunching up my eyebrows in confusion under my 'just for look' glasses.

"I would think so... I got promoted to manager after the last manager was caught having 'relations' with one of the other employees... Honestly, I'd be pissed if I were the boss, hëll, I am pissed and I wasn't even in charge! God, the nerve of some people..." Harry ranted, obviously annoyed.

"It is pretty fücking disgusting..." I mumbled, agreeing.

"I totally agree," Harry said, that stern look never leaving his face.

I stepped onto the escalator, Harry hopping right on after me.

The escalator was moving very slowly. I decided to hop the steps, two at a time.

"W-What are you doing?" Harry called out in between laughs.

"Well, since I thought that nobody was here, and this thing can't go fast for shït, that I would move on my own, should've taken the stairs," I say, stopping and looking back down at him.

"Oh, ok, well, then that means..." Harry smirked as he raced up the moving staircase, "Last one up is a rotten egg!" He screamed, running past me.

"Oh! Come on! That is so old!" I said, still going along with his challenge.

Laughing, I quickly caught up to him, and slipped by him.

Okay, maybe not just slipped...

When I got up to the top, I did my victory dance, sending Harry into a fit of laughter.