*Kiara Pov*
I started to regret leaving Alexis and all the money I left behind. Whatever money I had was almost depleted. When I stayed with Alexis, we always had tons of money from Alexis's prizes from tennis tournaments and all her amazing sketched and paintings that she sells. I felt like a talentless freak. A hot one though. Ever since I became Miss Popular, my grades slipped and I began to get only Cs and Ds.
After I was fired from Starbucks, I was desperate for a new job. I was in a dreamy trance after seeing a super hot guy place an order for a no fat latte and as I was going to deliver his coffee and bagel to his table, I crashed into, of all people, my manager, spilling coffee all over her. She'd worn a sleeveless white translucent top, so could see her blazing red bra, and white bootie shorts, making the coffee stain ever so conspicuous. After getting an enormous and embarrassing lecture in front of the whole shop, I was fired. Wonderful. I logged on my email and voila another rejection letter from WALMART. I'm too dumb to work in Walmart apparently and I thought thats where people worked when they failed life. Tears welled in my eyes so I called Liza and India for comfort.
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"I want it, I want it so bad" I sobbed into India's shoulder. "It's okay" Liza drawled in a bored voice. I knew what Alexis would have told me. "Well learn it life's way, you can't always get what you want". "Ki, my cousin would offer loads of money for weekly blowjobs especially from someone like you" India suggested. I shook my head vigorously and dried my tears. "OOH, there's a club down the street, you would make an amazing stripper" Liza offered. I shook my head again. "What's this" India asked picking up a key. "Oh, its just the spare key we would give to the neighbors in case we got locked out. Alexis forgot to take it back from me". India looked at me "If you want I can return it for you, seeing as you can't face her" I nodded sullenly "Thanks India". I heard a ping and I checked my phone. An email. I gulped. India raised an eyebrow. "I got a job offer" I say quietly. "Ooh as what?" Liza asks and peeks over my shoulder. "A maid, at a bowling alley"
A/N
Goshhhhh. I know, I know! This chapter was bpring but ahh, we had to describe her struggle with money & blah blahh. Vote, comment and follow please.
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