I was sitting on a old wooden bench watching the cars passing by. My face was in my hands, furiously I pulled my hair out of the bun and let my hair float around my face. I looked down at my heels and threw them off. I felt hopeless but more importantly, I was jobless. How was I going to afford the brand new apartment I bought? I couldn't ask mum and dad for money because they already knew this was too much for me. A tear trickled down my face, but I quickly wipe it away with my sleeve. I wasn't going to give up that easily was,I? Forget 7 job interviews I wouldn't give up even if I messed up hundreds of interviews, I stand up on my bare feet, pull my hair back and my make my way to my car. As I walk a paper flied past and landed right in front of me as if it was suppose to. I bend down and pick it up.
"Want to be Justin Bieber's assistant?" the first line read, I lost my balance and fell on to the ground. Was this real?
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My Idols Assistant
Fanfiction"Want to be Justin Bieber's assistant?" the first line read, I lost my balance and fell on to the ground. Was this real?
