Fangirl ⋆ Wyatt Oleff (ON HOLD)

thirteen

✰   REAL LIFE  ✰

I clocked into work to start my second week of my job. I like my job. I really really like it. We really don't have to do much but stand up on little podium type things and make sure that the people there are following the rules.

All of the people I work with are super super nice. We all talk to each other from our post and we always have fun with a lot of the kids and other teens around our age that come here to jump.

Plus I get to walk around in socks all day, which is pretty freaking fun considering that shoes aren't my favorite.

After I come back from putting my belongings in my locker, I walk up the ramp that takes you to all of the trampolines and such.

I smile and say hi to Issac and Becca, my two favorite co workers. "Have you seen Jessica?"I ask the two, who are working the dodgeball booth type things.

"She's working the swing,"Issac answered before stopping a dodgeball that came rolling at his feet. He threw it back before turning back to Becca and I.

"You're gonna have fun over there, Ronni. There's a lot of freaking people here, and 3 kids have already got stuck,"Becca laughed.

I sighed. "Oh, great. Issac, you're coming to help me if someone gets stuck. If you don't I'll push you in there too,"I teased punching him in the shoulder.

He laughed. "You know I got you, Ronni. You're my main, boo,"he joked. I gagged, while Becca busted out laughing.

"You're disgusting. Eww. Who even says boo?"I laughed.

"Ghost,"Becca shrugged. I laughed through my nose.

"You're right, Becca. You're right."

"Alright, I'll see you guys later. I hope y'all get hit in the face. Well, not Becca, but Issac should because he said 'boo',"I said walking backwardly away from them. Becca laughed and Issac frowned.

"I get why you said that, but it still hurt,"he joked, placing a hand on his heart. I laughed and shook my head.

"Good,"I called before turning around and jogging to the swing. It's this thing where you stand on a little post thing and hold on to this trapeze swing. Then you swing over the foam pit and let go.

I think this is my favorite place to take my shift. In my two weeks of working here, I have seen a total of 20 people fall off of that thing. When I tell you that that is the funniest shit I've ever seen I mean it.

They're hands just slip, and they unexpectedly fall into the foam pit. I try so fucking hard not to laugh, but if you have seen something like this happen first hand you know how hard it is.

I really fucking love my job.

"Hey, Jess. I can take over,"I smile at the blonde, who was helping a little kid into the swing. She smiled at me.

"Thanks, Ronni. Good luck today, there's a big crowd,"she said, her strong southern accent shining over the voices of hundreds of kids.

"I'm a little worried,"I admitted, the corners of my mouth turning up into a smile. She laughed.

"See you later, Jess."