Mary:
The next I get up and get ready for work. In tired, having stayed up all night watching Riverdale.Such a good show, highly addictive and after last night I might need some rehab.
Haha.
I'm just not funny.
I need to keep it simple today, so I need a simple outfit. A skirt, black tights, turtleneck, black pumps. I keep my hair down, but curl it a little bit on the ends. Curls make every.... well most bad hair days for me better.
I put on or like me slather on some makeup. First the primer, then the foundation, and finally the concealer.
One coat, blend.
Two coats,blend.
Getting frustrated as fuck,three coats, blend.
I stare into the mirror and still see purple bags underneath. I sigh and put the concealer away, there is only so much you can cover. I put on some powder, mascara, but no eyeliner, I don't really feel like poking out my eyes today.
I waltz into my kitchen and make some coffee and sit down to drink it.
I flip throw a magazine, one I bought because it Contained a nice throw pillow, and yes I'm 28 and love throw pillows.
I get up and dump the last of the coffee in the sink, I need to get to work
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I walk in and Rose is standing by the time clock once again. She leans against the wall, smirks at me and takes a long sip of her coffee.
I give her a false smile, " 9 minuets early today, Rose!" I punch in the card number and my name appears on the screen and she scowls and walks away, towards her office.
Andrea sees me from around the corner and waves me over, excited.
"Girl! Come here! The Ghost Adventures crew is here! A they want to talk to you!" She claps her hands like a little child and smiles so big I'm surprised mused her face doesn't crack.
I sigh and given my purse to Ray, a security Guard.
"Take this to the staff room and she it in my locker please 17, that's the number."
"Yes Ma'am." He says and tips his hand and walks towards the staff room.
"Now what do you want?" I whisper to her, because I can here a tour going on close by.
"Oh sugar, that crew walked In here and that lead man, I believe he said his name was Zachary.."
"Zak"
"Yeah, Zak and he was sweet as sugar and looked damn fine so I asked him if he was single and he said he was and I mentioned your name and he chuckled a little, but that don't mean nothin yet...."
I lose my cool, " YOU TRIED TO GET ME WITH ZAK BAGANS AND SOUNDED CRAZY SO NOW HE PROBABLY THINKS I'M A WERIDO!!!!!" I yell and a nearby tour looks at me like I'm Carrie and I've just been spilt with blood.
I then hear a voice behind me, smooth and dark, and slightly dangerous. "I didn't thiNk you were that crazy."
I turn and come face to face with Zak Bagans and he slowly smiles and I smile back, feeling a instant connection.
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All I Wanted Was Love (Zak Bagans)
Ficção AdolescenteMary had always wanted to be loved, but love never came easily. As a child she suffered through verbal abuse, depression, and thought daily of suicide. As a adult now, she has put that past her and has gotten a stable lifestyle. Good house, good pet...
