Jacks Job

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Me: *Playing a guitar in my favorite music Store*

Greg: Hey Masha why don't you come help me In the back?

Me: Sure buddy. *Places guitar on stand and helps*

Greg: here. *Hands her box*

Me: *Places it on the counter and sees Jack*

OH SHOOT HIDE MEH!

Greg: what why?

Me: My Boyfriend is here!

Greg: who Jack?

Me: Wait you know Jack?

Greg: yeah he works here. He's my friend.

Me: *Sees Jack turn* SHOOT! I'm not here! *Hides behind counter*

Greg: uhh okay.

Jack: *Goes up to counter* Hey Greg.

Greg: Hey Jack. Whatchu doing?

Jack: I don't know. Today's my free day.

I'm looking for something for my Girl.

Me: *Whispers to self* Awwee...

Jack: You got anything like any neat guitar picks or something?

Greg: Yeah in the back.

Me: *knocks over a box* no no no....

Jack: *walks over* Masha? What are you doing here?

Me: uh I come here all the time.

Greg: she's my #1 customer I Told you about.

Jack: Wait she's the number one customer?!

Greg: yeah I just said that.

Me: uhhhh.....whelp I gotta go!

Jack: *Grabs her arm* Wait a minute. Greg what does she do here?

Greg: She plays that red guitar over there and just goes in the voice room and sings*

Me: Wait how did you know I sing?!

Greg: Cameras are everywhere. By the way you have a nice voice.

Me: no I don't!

Jack: really? Interesting. Masha go in there and play something.

Me: no.

Jack: then sing.

Me: No!

Jack: you have to do one!

Me: No!

Jack: Pick one! Please!

Me: Ugh alright. *Strums Guitar*

Jack: so what are you singing?

Me: I'm not I'm playing.

Jack: what are you playing?

Me: um....Stairway to heaven....by Led Zeppelin.....by the way I hate you for this...

Jack: yeah I know.

Me: *Okays guitar*

Jack: Wow that's impressive.

Me: No it's not. My dad taught me this and he always wanted to be a Rockstar. He never got to be one.

Jack: that's still cool.

Me: NOO it's not. *Drops guitar* Whelp I'm leaving.

Jack: wait!

Me: what?

Jack: you know I can take you here whenever you like. Maybe you can come here with me tomorrow?

Me: Sure.

Jack: good. See ya.

Me: where you going?

Jack: Greg needs me to help him in the back.

Me: oh okay.....see you then.

Jack: Bye. *Hugs her*

Me: *blushes* O-okay bye.

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