Fuckboy

nine.

I woke up, dragging myself out of the bed, face first. Immediately, I found my way to the bathroom and did my business, changing into proper clothes for the day. I ran down the steps, finding some random package of pop tarts for breakfast. Yelling a goodbye to my mother and father, I headed out for work.

After a peaceful 25 minute drive, I arrived at the Target where I just so happened to work rarely ever get put onto the schedule. I gave my coworkers a simple wave, considering we all looked more dead than awake and ready for work. I went into the break room, changing into my work shirt and clocking in. I put on my name tag, then headed over to my register. The day started out slow, but thankfully picked up about halfway through my shift.

When the end of the day neared and I was just about to close up my isle, I heard someone yell out.

"Hey, wait up! Can you please just check me out really quick?"

I looked up from the register to see none other than Connor running up to my register.

He smirked once he got a good look at my face, "I didn't know you worked here."

I shrugged, waiting for him to grab the items from his cart. "I didn't know you were old enough to buy alcohol." Leaning my back against my register, I waited for his response. He just looked down at his shoes.

"Look, I buy alcohol from here sometimes, mainly when the guys need some for a party."

I looked at him, surprised. "And that works? No one IDs you?"

He tucked his hands into his front pockets, shrugging helplessly. "I have my ways." I smiled, waiting for him to share those ways. "I go up to a register which looks like a cute girl is working at, flirt with her a little bit, get her number and then I magically have alcohol."

"So, you came to my isle? How flattering."

He intertwined his hands together and started to beg silently, "Please, Elizabeth. The guys are counting on me, and it's for the party tonight. It'll be just this once, I swear. Plus, I'd do the same for you if you were in this situation. Please, please, please, just let me buy it. I will do whatever you want, please, I love you Elizabeth."

I scrunched up my nose, "Fine, but only this once. If I catch you doing it again while I'm here, I'm calling the cops. I could lose my job for this."

Connor laughed, thanking me, "You could get in so much more trouble than just losing your job, but thank you."

I scanned all of Connor's items, questioning many things about him and pretending to check his license. I was finding new material for this paper, that was for sure.

"I was curious, when do you get off of work?"

I handed Connor his change, "Right now, actually."

I finished up and turned off my register so that the next person could be all ready to go. "Well, I'm going to go set up for the party right now, and you can join if you want to."

I nodded my head, walking with Connor to the exit after I had clocked out and grabbed my things. "I'll stop by early, I want to go get changed though for the party."

We said our goodbyes and headed in different directions. When I got home, I let my mom know about the party which she was just excited to hear about me being more social. My dad wasn't the happiest about me going out tonight, he would rather me be focused on school and ensuring my future doesn't get screwed. I got dressed into a pair of skinny jeans and a plaid button up. I left my hair down where it has been all day since I didn't really care, and then I was off to the address which Elijah texted me.