Replacement

Chapter 2

I woke up in the morning to the sound of a yelling 11 year old boy named Randy. Who needs an alarm when you have a Randy? I yawned and grabbed my phone. Just as i was going to text Sam I remembered the night before. I felt the tears fill in my eyes but I shook them away. I will not cry. I sighed and stood up. I walked over to the bathroom door and stepped on a piece of paper. I opened it and read it. It said:

Dear Mia,

I can still remember the first time I saw you. You had a blue belly shirt that said LA. And you wore adorable black shorts that made every curve look perfect. Your hair was down over your shoulder and you had a bow that matched your shorts right above your left ear. And your white shoes topped of the whole outfit. How beautiful you looked. I couldn't help but stare. You made me feel like i meant more than i felt. So for that I...

The rest was ripped off. I stopped and remembered that day.

Tears rolled down my cheeks making bold tracks. I brushed them away with a sniffle. I walked to the bath room. I looked at the paper and threw it away. I shut the door and I took off my clothes. I stepped in the shower and let the smoking water pound against my chest. I washed my hair, my body and rinsed. I shaved my legs and cut my leg in the rush. Working at hooters does mean you have to shave everyday. As I was putting lotion on my legs i noticed the door was open.

'I swear I closed it, oh well' I put on my orange shorts and white belly top. Ugh we shouldn't have to look like a piece of meat. We should only serve it.

I grabbed my keys and left. The ride was really quiet at first, so I turned on the radio. At first a few love songs, than a heart break, than a life story. All songs are the same. I changed the station and a weird voice came over it. It said, "Stay there, go home." I turned of the radio and went to work.