Deep Sea Girl

Being a mermaid stinks

I walked into my small office at the cafe.

"Hi, I'm Alex, I'd like to apply for a job." a girl called Alex said.

I spun around in my chair.

"I'd like to be a waitress, thank you." Alex said.

"Ok, have you had any past experience?" I asked.

"I've worked at five star restaurants all over America. Did I forget to mention I'm American?" she asked.

I nodded.

"We are short on workers..... you're hired!" I smiled.

"Thank you so much!" Alex shrieked.

She teased her brown hair.

My good friend Francheska walked into my office. She had been in Italy for two weeks on holiday. She's Italian.

"You're back!" I cried.

"Only cause I missed you too much." she smiled and hugged me.

"Or because you ran out of money?" I joked.

"That too." she answered.

Louis came into the office.

"Hey babe." he smiled.

Louis and I still treat eachother as if we are dating, but we don't mind if we are actually dating someone else.

I walked out of my office and saw Martha and Emma looking around for me.

"Can we talk to you?" Martha asked.

"Sure." I smiled.

We sat down. It was pretty awkward.

"You know those boys, well, we can't trust them. You have to stop seeing them. It's too dangerous." Martha said.

"Well, Beau kind of found out that I'm a mermaid." I whispered.

"He what?" Emma shrieked.

"But he promised he wouldn't tell anyone!" I cried.

Martha stomped off but stopped in front of Skip. He winked at her.

"Are you doing anything tonight?" he asked.

"Dam it!" Martha yelled.

"Excuse me?" Skip said.

"I mean't no, I'm completely free tonight." she smiled.

I sat at the table, laughing my head off. She reminds me of me sometimes, completely stupid yet funny. Martha looked at me and scrunched her face up.

"We're doomed." Emma moaned.

Sometimes I love being a mermaid, when I'm swimming, but most of the time, it's extremely difficult.

"Being a mermaid stinks." I muttered under my breath.