I finally received a phone call from my insurance that they're going to pay off the rest of the car that I have left to pay off and give me what they think it's valued at in the blue book. Since I was starting my job as an anesthesiologist, I figured I can always get a cool car.
I went to the Mercedes dealership in Oakland which is not too far from here. I bought a CLA 250. It was very nice and it could be my everyday car. I ate out here at one of my favorite taco trucks on 22nd and headed back to Charming. It was 10:30am and I still had about an hour until my noon interview. I went back to the store and bought some more professional clothes.
That's what I ended up wearing. I looked very professional with my little Benz and my business clothes.
"Wow almost didn't recognize you in those clothes. Is that your car?"
"Yes it is. Just got it this morning."
"Receptionist gets you a Mercedes?"
"Actually I'm on my way to get interviewed at St. Thomas for an anesthesiologist position"
"Didn't know that doc, good luck on the job. I'll be seeing you." He got on his bike and left. Too bad he's married, he's very attractive. Something about bikers.
I went to the hospital and got interviewed by Dr. Towell or Mr. Towell if you will.
They were very happy to announce I got the job! I couldn't be happier. A new beginning is doing me good. I hopped in my car and drove to town to go grocery shopping.
"Oh hey, didn't recognize you in these clothes. What ya do to get that car? Stolen?"
"No Gemma I bought it.. how'd you know my car got stolen?"
"Your car got stolen?"
"Yes my trans am, that's why I got this one."
"Did you tell Clay?"
"No why should I tell him?" She got close to me and started walking.
"Clay runs this town. The whole MC does. Anything happens to you or you think anything is weird, you don't talk to the cops, you talk to us." I stared at her and tried to understand what she was telling me.
"So should I tell him?"
"I can tell him. Anything else I need to know?" Yes.
"No."
"Okay, see you around." And she left. I think she forgot to buy groceries because she just walked out. I paid my things and went back to my house. As I was coming in, I saw Tara coming towards me. Jesus Christ everyone bothers me in this town.
"Congrats. Just heard about the new job. Should've told me I could've helped."
"It's fine."
"Is there a reason why you tried to be a bar tender and a receptionist instead of your highly paid professional career?" I wanted to tell someone so bad, I had 0 friends. Tara seemed nice, just a little bothered that I was spending time with Jax which I get. Not sure if I can trust her yet.
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Fresh Start (jax teller)
Teen FictionMarilyn moves to Charming for a fresh start from her shitty life. She has one hell of a neighbor, but she doesn't know anything about what kind of place she's moved in or the people she starts socializing with. P.S. I'm clearly not a professional au...