In which an unsatisfyed girl, lives viciously.
We looked at the gloomy sky above us, as we lay on our backs. The large, unfinished house, with swamp colored bricks, and it's peak was so rugged it appeared, as though, it was scraping the dark bruis...
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We are currently on our way to the rehabilitation center, and i am very excited. I will be working with the animal species of my choice, which is sending my mind into places i don't want it to be. All i know is that i might do marine life, or felines.
"Derby, what do you plan on doing in the next five years? I heard you got phenomenal scores on you SAT's" Nixon beamed.
That's Only because i nearly died studying for them.
"Yea, but i don't know what i want to do yet", there were so many options, but i don't find any of them...satisfying.
"It's okay babe, i never new what i wanted to do, but look where i am now", she was right. She was now loved by many, a philanthropist, and an amazing person.
I flashed her a smile, and continued on looking out the window. I wanted to do nothing, I just wanted to get by I guess.
"We're here! I'll have Fletcher be your tour guide, he works with the felines." Nixon continued, " you don't need to feel any pressure with making your decision, you can tell me once you've given it some thought." Thank god.
"How many species do you have in the center?" I queried as we walked through the automatic doors.
"Oh! About four or five, I can't remember, too busy naming all the animals!" She beamed. Literally.
"Haha, how do you guys find them? The animals, I mean."
"Well, usually people report them to 911 or our number, and we go seeking them. But most of the time I find them on daily hikes, or when I go to the beach out in the rehabilitation boat." She explained, " that's how we find our marines, we go out in the boat with our equipment and we either dive in or use our camera too see any injured animals."
Wow.
"That's really good of you guys, how do you release them?"
" well- FLETCHER!!!!" She screamed.
I jumped a bit.
"Hey" he smiled.
A shiver ran down my spine, his voice, his face, his body, they were perfect.
He's my tour guide.
Shit.
"Fletcher, this is Derby," he smiled at me, oh my "and I want you to hand your shift to me and take her around, explain things a bit, and help her decide where she's going to work." Nixon explained, " be back in twenty minutes, we're going to recruit some new animals today, and show derby how it's done" she finished it off with a smile.
He nodded with an understanding expression, and put his hands in the pockets of his khakis.
"Ok, thanks Nixon, deby isn't holding up well, her calf pains have increased, the crew is on it, but I still think you should go see for yourself." He said in a 'ihatetobreakittoyou' tone.
