Hidden Dimples

❀ Chapter 21: Work

❣ Celestine's POV ❣

"And five. Four. Three. Two." I chanted while taking a glance and Griffin and Storm, counting down the seconds to summer.

"One!" I yelled as the bell rang. Yes, I was the only one yelling but who cares, it's summer!

I shoved all my pencils and papers into my backpack and jumped on the table, "See you next semester suckers!" I screamed and sprinted out the door faster than anyone could have.

I felt a presence behind me as the blondie threw me over his shoulders and bounced me up and down, "Put me down Griffin!" I yelled and pounded on his back.

"Aww.. Why would I want to do that?" Griffin taunted and started dragging me to the car park.

I spotted Christian at his locker and yelled for him, "Christian help me!" He noticed me and he spun around, smirking when he saw me dangling on Griffin's back and tagged along with us.

I saw the head of brown hair as Storm appeared beside us, "Put her down Griffin." He said in a light tone. Looks like I'm not the only one excited for summer.

Griffin ignored my whines and protests as Storm and Christian teased me, now with the twins in tow. They all smirked at me.

"Oh shut up." I pouted.

•

"This is useless!" I yelled and threw the papers into the air, causing it to fly all over the place. Christian was currently helping me to look for a part time job since I told him I wanted one as soon as possible to earn money.

"Why don't you just ask your mom for money?" He asked while taking a bite out of his sandwich.

I groaned and grabbed a new pile of papers, "I don't want to keep relying on her. I want my own money." I told his and look through some papers.

He rolled his eyes in amusement as he picked up a flyer, reading it before he spoke, "What kind of job are you looking for?"

"Small jobs. I'm not looking forward to being accountant or anything." I replied as he shoved the flyer in my face and smirked, "They could use a mailman."

"I'm not a man!" I protested and crossed my arms. Why can't there be something called a mailwoman?

He laughed, "I'm just saying. All you've got to do is deliver packages and you'd get a good pay of $500 for a week." He told me and I took the flyer from him.

I stood up and grabbed his hand, "We're going now."

•

"What is this?" I practically yelled as I held the clothing in the plastic bag.

Christian chuckled, "That, my friend, is your uniform." He picked it up and unwrapped it from the plastic and grimaced. "What is that?" He muttered.

"Exactly!" I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow. I had been accepted into the job and I apparently start work the next day, which is today. They sent over the uniform and told me to go over to the office to pick up the packages that I needed to send out.

The uniform wasn't what I thought it would look like. It had a long-sleeved pale blue shirt (and not even the pretty kind), long navy blue pants and a navy vest.

I grimaced and blew my cheeks out, tossing the clothing on the floor. I know that clothing doesn't matter for the job but hell, even the hottest model would look dumb in that, not to mention that it's long-sleeved. It's the summer, the weather is hot, I'm not wearing that.

I groaned and sat on the floor cross-legged, "The uniform is ridiculous." I pouted as Christian chuckled and sat beside me.

Christian parted his lips to say something but just then the door opened and my mom stood at the doorway. "Hey guys, having fun?" She asked.