Chapter 3

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When i wake up this morning, the first thing i do is look for Dylan but he's not here. He must of left early.

9:30 AM.

Fuck, i'm late.

I jump out of bed to grab some pants and a tank top, i take a quick shower, do my makeup and rush out of my apartment.

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-Umm... Mrs. Hipton, i'm really sorry...

-I told you last time that it was your last warning Lana !

-Yes, i know... It won't happen again.

Mrs. Hipton goes back to the back of the store, and i'm so relieved that i'm not fired. I start watering the flowers, and adding some tulips when i hear the store's bell.

-Heeey !

I turn around to find Justin at the door and a smile appears on my face.

-Hello !

-How are you ?

-Good, good...

-You're lying again, he says and frown.

-No, i just hate my boss that's it...

He sits on a stool next to the door.

-What are you doing ...?

-I'm watching you, he smiles.

-No, you're sitting on a stool.

-If you know, then why are you asking me ? he laughs.

-Oh. No but-

-Lana !

Justin and i turn around towards the voice. Mrs Hipton's looking at us with rage in her eyes.

-Are you kidding me ?

-No, Mrs it's not ...no, it's just that-

-It's over.

-Mrs i just came to say hi, Justin justifies.

I glare at him. That's not exactly what he should say.

-Lana. Grab your stuff and leave ! Mrs. Hipton states.

-But i...

-No but. You're fired.

She goes back again to the back of the store. I turn around and give Justin a deadly glare.

-Are you happy ?! I spit.

-At least you won't have to put up with her shit anymore, he says as if it was nothing.

Wait... He's serious ?! I quickly put on my jacket and grab my purse to get out.

-Lana.

I ignore him and rush out. He can't be fucking serious ? the worst thing is that he's happy bout it. He just got me fired. It was the only job i could get to pay my fucking rent and he doesn't even care.

-Lana !

I walk a little bit more faster.

-Lana i didn't mean to. I'm sorry, okay !

I turn my head to see that he's running after me.

And bam ! Shit.

I run into someone.

-Ouch ! Dylan ...?

-Lana.. but, shouldn't you be at work ? he's confused.

-Lana ! i'm really sorry ! Justin joins us.

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