"Hey CJ!" i waved to my boss as i walked past into the kitchen.
"Hello satanna." he smiled back from the top of his newspaper.
hello; im sorry! im Satanna (Sa-Tan-a) bolivar. i work here,at the broken dish dinner, with my sisters and my dad. ehh my mom died a few years back when i was three. so i moved to Texas with my daddy and sisters from Ohio. my brothers still lived there but my dumb ass dad wont let me talk to them any more.
im a brooklyn girl; so the Skies are too damn cloudy and the boys arent even cute!
as i snap out of my thoughts my sisters are standing in front of me looking mad.
"Hello bitch i know you then heard us talking to you for like the past 5 fucking minutes stupid! ugh my daddy said in his office now." Creedy yelled in my face. Rolling my eyes I walk off.
"Yes dad?"i say walking in his office and shuting the door.
"im not your dad its father you fucking pendeja." he says looking me coldly in the eye."have you seen my wallet? oh down to business.now im sorry but tomorrow you turn 17...im afriad im gonna have to let you go. i cant have you working here at 17 if you look like a kindergardner."
"oh..." i say with salt dripping out my voice. "well... uh can i go home?"
"bye."
as i get up and leave i feel my face heat up and my eyes start to water. i cant believe my dad just fucking fired me!
