Felicienne Angeles just moved to the Pacific Palisades in the last months of her senior year to help raise her little brother. She ends up working at the hottest surf shop in LA with hottest clients and the hottest staff. Little does she know, she's...
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Cameron looks unbelievably scrumptious in his brown suit.
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But I'm still extremely upset, so I will not show him my interest. He takes small glimpses at me after he speaks a few sentences. He looks sorry in his puppy dog eyes, which he probably is. I won't budge this time. "So the contest begins today and goes on for a full week. In order to win," He reads from a newsletter to us. "You have to have sold $10,000, or get the closest to it, in the total store. This does not include celebrity clients or special purchases." I can see Shai staring at me from my peripherals.
"Each contender will have the option to sell from anywhere in the store and must ring up their own sales. Yah-di-yah-diy-yah!" Cameron scims. "You guys, we do this every year and so far have only had the same winner, each time." Cameron smirks at Shai and everybody either laughs or nudges her. "We need some new winners!" Cameron excites.
"Not even." Shai smiles. Her arms are locked with the girls standing beside her. They're so far up her ass, they can probably see where her tongue begins.
"Yes we do!" Cameron laughs. "I'm looking foward to seeing who wins this. Remember, I am exempt from this contest, so now you guys can stress a little less." He jokes. Everybody giggles and makes snide remarks. "And whoever wins will have the honor of joining myself, the owners of Leid--"
My stomach jumps at the thought of Will being there. I don't think this is a contest I want to participate in.
"The Vice President of Maui Jim--that's pretty cool, and the Creative Director of Havaianas. Pretty awesome. This years trip is to Disneyland--"
Everybody is disappointed because they've all been there at least 4 times last summer.
"But wait!" Cameron adds. "They knew you wouldn't be content with that, so they're adding in a major cash prize and the choice of two Rihanna tickets or two Lakers tickets...both front row."
Everybody gasps in amazement with their mouths to the floor. Rihanna or Lakers???! I'm definitely going to participate. Will won't ruin my chance! Cameron smiles wide at everybody's reaction and even laughs a little. This information is enough for me to stop being mad at him, even. But I wont haha.
Everybody eventually disperses and I am left standing alone, sort of amazed sort of lonely. I lean against the bar chair and think about winning the contest. I'd really like to win.
"Why'd you leave the other night?" Atlas doesn't look happy with me.
"You never came back to your room. I got bored." I say with all honesty. Of the little I can remember, I think of Derek's reaction to seeing Atlas kiss me. "And why did Derek act out in that way? And where is he?"
