"Have fun" She rolled her eyes.
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Eves pov
Complete hell. I was out threw hell.
I hate it.
I hate that job.
"I'm nervous" Luke looked at me.
"For what?" I asked, my mind kept racing to Blair.
She looked so familiar.
And she hated me.
No music.
And I sat in the floor for 2 hours putting CD'S into cases.
I didn't even get to the actual re-stocking.
"I don't wanna verse Calum" He looked at me.
"It's yours and his first year" I looked at him.
"What if I fall over, on one of them stand thingys?" He asked.
"Herdle?" I chuckled.
"Yeah that" She smiled.
"You don't have to do that, there's actual runing" I looked at him.
"But-" He tried.
"Do a relay, and some distance" I spoke.
Luke grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers together.
"Whats a relay?" He asked.
"You have 4 people in a group and you each run a certain amount before you done" I spoke.
"What the shortest?" He asked.
"400? You each run 100 meters" I looked at him.
"But they divide the track teams. Boys with boys, and girls with girls" I looked at him.
"So then I can't do a relay" He spoke.
"Get Michael and Ashton to join" I looked at him.
Luke let out a chuckle."Michael doesn't run"
"That's mean" I scoffed.
Michael can do things. He's just scared if failure.
I rolled my eyes and took my hand away from lukes.
Luke looked at me, and sighed.
"Your mad aren't you?" He looked at me.
"No?" I chuckled.
Wednesday
Game Stop~
Once again I say on the floor organizing the CD'S.
I looked at the pile besides me.
It was getting big.
I grabbed a bit of the cases and left the employee room.
Walking around I stumbled into someone from behind.
"Shit" He chuckled.
I turned to see Michael.
"Hey" I smiled.
"You work here?" He asked.
"Yeah" I spoke. I hate this job.
"What do you do?" He asked.
"Re-stock" I looked at him.
He nodded and looked at the cases in my hand.
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Poker Face l.h
Fanfiction(N) An impassive expression that hides ones true feelings Ex: she can truly hide her feelings with a poker face
