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Juju in the MultiMedia💓

Julianna

I got up out of my bed, still tired from last night. I barely got any sleep last night. I hate going to work. I stretched and got out of bed. I had a terrible headache and I was so tired.

Being 21 and working at Target is so annoying, but I gotta start somewhere. I really wanted to be in the fashion industry and wanted to become a successful fashion designer.

My name is Julianna Hudson, but everyone calls me Juju. I'm currently 21, and living with my bestfriend, Heaven Rodriguez. She's half puerto rican, and half black. She's 100% insane though.

I flat ironed my long, natural hair and slicked my edges back. I grabbed my red Polo shirt and khakis. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I put on my shirt and pants, and attached my white name tag. I pulled my hair in a ponytail and grabbed my White Huaraches.

Heaven walked in, looking the same as me. Dressed for work, but tired as hell. She groaned, "I need some aspirin, badly."

I nodded at her, "Girl me too. I feel like all types of shit." I said, grabbing my purse.

Me and Heaven both worked at Target, but she worked in the Electronics department and I worked in the front as a cashier.

We walked outside to my beautiful baby, my black Range Rover. It was so pretty. I loved this fucking car man. My father gave it to me, before his death. So it's super special to me, and I would kill myself, if anything would ever happen to it.

Heaven got in the passenger seat, and laid her head back. She closed her eyes and held her stomach.

"I feel so nauseous. I should've never drank all that peach vodka last night." She groaned.

I passed her some water, "Drink this. It should help. Try not to throw up today."

"I'll try." She mumbled.

"That's my girl." I smiled.

She gave me the middle finger and I gave her one back. We pulled up to the Target.

Perfect. Nobody's here yet.

We walked into the back of Target where we entered the break room. I went into the fridge and grabbed my bottle of cold water. While Heaven sat on the couch, looking dead as ever.

Then our manager, Justin walked back into the break room too. Did I mention how fine Justin was? God took his time on him !

"Goodmorning Juju, Goodmorning Heaven." He said, grabbing a donut out of the box on the counter.

"Hi Justin." Heaven said, as she rolled her eyes. She hated him so much, for no reason.

"Goodmorning Justin." I said, smiling at him.

"We got some customers waiting, so let's get it." He said, walking out.

I helped Heaven up and she groaned. We walked out of the break room, and both rolled our eyes at the hundreds of people who were here today.

"Fuck my life." Heaven mumbled.

"Same." I said, and with that we parted ways.

August

Me and my nigga Chris was wilding. This was our 2nd blunt, and Chris was high as fuck. While I watched him trip out, I was getting texts from this bitch I ain't talk to in a while.

Hoe✌🏼️: August please answer your phone. It's important.

Hoe✌🏼️: August please. I know i'm the last person you wanna talk to right now, but it's important. Answer the damn phone.

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