Chapter one.
I am in love. Not the kind of love primary school students think they feel, but the love that I lose myslef in it. The love that once you have fallen it's impossible to be sane unless you've been caught. The kind of love were you don't need anyone else, you simply cant. Isn't it crazy?
I try to think of something producive I can do this morning something to prove to myslef and my parents that life isn't all about love. Is it? It must be; but at this moment in time I am perfectly happy where I am. I sit up, stunned by the reminded I set on my ipod, telling me I have four hours before work. That time will be quickly passed once I have finish make-up, getting dressed and a coffee. Getting dressed is difficult, it is so hard to take my pants off when the weather so cold! I fear if I dont wear a bennie my ear's will get frost bite and fall off.
The car handle must be well bellow frezzing level, as I make body contact with it;It easily opens like the temperture is somewhat helping.The engine starts surprisingly fast too! My car, which I vaule more then the life of half the kids that attend my school is well on it's way being so overdue its service date, I was sure it would of broken down several weeks ago. I look back to check if any car's were coming before I start to reverse down my driveway:clear.I then look at my reflection, who knew that I could pull off this hidious outfit. With yellow buttens and blue foral patterns spread all over the t-shirt, I must also wear a skirt, that falls just above my knee's and which acutally makes the uniform decent. My Blonde hair is in a loose bun on top of my head, my blue eyes stand out against all my mascaurra and my olive skin. I don't want to sound cocky, but I am pretty sure I am the only chick ever who has pulled this uniform off. I could possible be the only chick also who has worn this.
I chose to work here not for the pay, to get out of the house or to even have an excuse for not doing gymnasitcs this year but becasue I like seeing people. People that I don't normally see. Work may possible be the worst clothing store to suit everysize,shape and age in the whole of the world so I have faith that no one I socilize with will go here, I can act myslef without being judged. I can eat whatever I want without people saying I'd get fat. I can talk to people I dont normally and I can do whatever I want. No body who is within' a inch of popularity would dare to enter a shop of such horrid clothing avaliblity.
I also own the place, so I chose to get the horrible clothing in. That's why I dont have to do anything in it either. My parents think I go out to cafe 47 with friends all the time when i'm really here. I am not rich, I just did an exchange with a few drug dealer's. I got the money for the store by being their supplyer, I mean who who think a 18 year old girl would do that? No one. I knew alot of people and they new what I could do for them. I dont do that any more, I got everything I needed. However is something were to happen I know I can always rely on that and if they were in trouble they could rely on me too.
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The store takings went alright today, surpringly got more then we usually get, which is on average around $5000 Australian dollars a day.I didnt see anyone I know as a friend, but I did see a very shady character whom gave me a note and the new Jimmy Choos shades, which were only avalible in Englad. The note said I was to meet him at Irregular city. Only known by the deepest people in the industry of halling and creating drugs the Irregular city was not a town but many estates across Australia. Being avalible to only those who have been watched, checked and passed of IC the city can open many oppertunitys to who ever has been accepted into it. I have, thanks to the deal to get money.
The Irregular city I went to was the closest one, called trasparent II. By chance only I was at the right one, I knew it was becasue of the picture of the JimmyChoos placed above the closed sign on the door. Which I opened a few seconds later. Trasparent II was located in a good parent of town, it had a basic strucuture and a good paint paint. Srounding the room were filing cabnets on every wall, except for the back where three large and very scary instructures stood. At any moment they could split and kill you if you were to be threat of any kind or were not apart of the Irregular city.
I went up to the one who I considered to be more dominate then the others.'Jessica McDonald' I said firmly and confidently. They exhchanged a look.
BOOM.I don't know what happend, but I do know that I had a bag over my head which itched like a bitch and a head ache that killed.What is this? Was I a threat to them? Was I to be killed? What if I died tody, I couldnt say goodbye to the Elites, I wouldn't of gotten married to my love.I wouldnt of had children! Children who I wanted to give a single yellow rose to everyday,and to put them in sumeplace quite when they got loud. I wound't of been able to grow old and too watch my children give yellow roses to their children.
'Jessica, charming name. Great personalitly.' A voice said I spand my head around, with no hope to see where it was coming from. 'Here let me help you with your situation.' The voice said again, taking the bag on my head off easily. 'I have a situation of my own too, you see I have 3 major drug deals to attend at which im to host a the location.I do not have a location. You do, however.This is quite a change to how I do bussiness but I was lead to believe you are trustworthy and can provide me with what I need. After the 3 deals have been done, you may return to what you're previously been doing. I will ofcourse ive you somethin in return.' It was a girl, and a young one too. She was only 14, maybe 15. She wore a tight black dress, you could see the outline of two guns which I suspect were held in place by her bonds.Black pumps were on her feet and they were the most amazing heels i've ever seen.Her hair was pure blonde, it was nearly white. It was in loose waves that reached well over her bra strap line.Damn, she is deffently a powerful girl, no body even I would mess with her.
'Jessica!' She said. in anger like she's been saying my name a few times. I made eye contact with her, and she knew I was listening.Her face smoothed out and she began speaking again 'You have a choice, you can not help me if you wish.However I can tempt you with whatever you want.I did not just only pick you beacsue you trustworthy but also beacsue your a girl of simillar age, and that is hard to find.Also becasue you are smart, you know what you want and you know who you are, I resepct that.' She smiled. 'My name is Kathrine, I am 15 years of age from England, I am known as one of the biggest drug dealers of the times. No one ever excepts me, and I dont make situations where people will ever expect me. Are you in?' She asked. No one ever excepts a girl, she was right.
'Yes' I replied.
