New Things [raura]

|Chapter 1|

Chapter 1 //

Are you looking for a job? Then you have to look here! We are looking for a lobster killer -

Yeah, i'm not gonna do that. Why do you need a lobster killer? Why do you putt this in an news paper? You know that nobady is gonna say yes to that.

Looking for a job? We are looking for a waiter! Do you wanna be a waiter? Or you just looking for a part time job? You have to look for us. Tomling streat 2456, Sam Restaurant. We are hoping to see you.

A waiter? That isn't that bad right? Since i'm just looking for a part time job.

It is better than a lobster killer...

Everthing is better than that.

I decided to equally go to the restaurant and claim the job. I don't want that somebody else getting the job.

Grabbing my jacket, my bike keys. I'm on my way out the house.

"Mom, dad! I'm heading out!" I shouted.

"Alright! Goodluck!"

And i was out the house.

I was saving money for college. Since my parents made-up my college money... They thit some reckless things with it. Now i have to clean it up by myself. If you are wondering what college i want to go to, I want just like my sister go to Yale. I been to Yale one time. You know, looking if it was a nice place. 'Nice place' was not the right word for it. It was absolutely gorgeous. You have no idea how badly i want to go to Yale. That is why i need a job. And fast.

I was finally at Sam Restaurant. I put my bike in the bike rack and walked inside.

Sam's Restaurant is not to big, also not to little. There was allot of color in this place. The walls where lime green. The tables where a soft pink colour (also the chairs). It all mixed togheter good. There were not much people. Looking around i spotted the resception and walked over. After the reception was a women. The had grey hair and whore glasses. She seemed around the sixty, she was busy typing on the computer

"Hi." I started saying.

"Hallo dear, How can i help you?" Said the lady while looking up at me.

"Um," I pulled the news paper out of my back-pocket. "I read in the news paper that this restaurant needed waiters?" I said. While tapping the the piece were i read it.

"I'm sorry hun. You are to late... Somebody esle has the job already..."

Great.

"It is alright." I smiled at her. "Thank you for your time" She smiled back at me for the last time, and i walked out.

With a big sigh , I walked to the bike rack. But of course my bike was gone. I quickly looked around, hoping is maby was at an other rack, or i could find the thief. But no, this was the only bike rack, and the thief was allong gone. Just great! Now i have no job and no bike.

I started walking home. The only good thing in this situation is that i luckily didn't lived much far from the restaurant.

When i was walking home, a sheet blow in my face. Grabbing the sheet of my fave i saw something was writing on it.

Looking for a job? We are looking for an tutor. Intrested? Come to us; Johsonstreat number 456.

Well this is cliché.

But why not try it? I like learning, and now i can teach someone!

Pulling out my fliphone i looked at the time ; Three o'clock. I have plenty of time to check if i could get the job.

Our town wasn't that big. So when you lived here you whole live - it was easy to find the way.

With our without a bike.

Before i knew i was already for apartment building. It looked pretty fancy. Pushing the door and walking to apartment 456.

There wasn't an doorbell or anything so i decided to just knock.

There was some noises outside the door and then an hard 'boom'. I heard someone open the lockes on the door but he/she didn't open the door. I felled really uncomfortable because i knew that he/she was watching me trough the peephole. I smiled and awkwardly waved. I pulled the sheet and hoped that he/she understood that i was here because of the 'job'

I'm not on the wrong door, am i?

Then a women opened the door. Her dark skin was slightly wrinkled, her afro kinda hair was styled back in an little bun on her head. She was petite. Even an inch less taller then me. And let me tell you, that doesn't happen often.

"You must be here for the job." Her voice had a fat Surinamese accent.

"Yes, yes i'm." I said, while smilling at her.

"Come in, come in." She said, and stepping a side so i could walk inside. I give her a gradefull smile and walked inside. It was big in the inside. The walls were light grey, a big kitchen an big living room with a flash screen tv, and an winding staircase. I think the bed rooms were upstairs. All in all it was a nice apartemant. The women walked in the living room and sat on the couch, i guessed that she wanted also for me to sitt down.

"So how old are you?" She asked.

"I'm eighteen years old, miss." I replied.

"O, call me Charlie." She said smilling. "So your graduated?"

"Yes i am."

"Great! You have the job" What? So fast?

"You are not gonna ask me more questions?" I tought she was gonna ask about my grades and everything. I atleast expected that she was gonna ask my name.

"No. You can start tomorrow!" She said happily. This is going so fast.

"Alright... How late do i have to be here?"

"Nine o'clock is fine." She was walking to the door. I following her to the door s he asked another question.

"O! What is your name dear?" While atleast the asked what my name was.

"Laura Marano." I said back.

"Alright, Laura. I see you tomorrow." She opened the door. I stepped outside when i realised something.

"Who am i going to tutor?"

"You gonna meet him tomorrow. Don't worry." With that she closedthe door.

Well, that was intresting.

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{ A / N }

Hey y'all!

Thank you for reading my story! In the next Chapter you are gonna meet Ross. Hope you liked it!

See you soon.

Much love from me ♧

P.S. I'm sorry for the mistakes. I don't live in america. So most of the writing i do myself or i use Google translate.