Chapter 13

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*Kian's POV*
Apparently a lot of the highschoolers work at meadows

I know a lot of them

I drove Erin and I to meadows and we applied for a job

They said they couldn't afford to hire anyone else

Ugh why is life so hard

Erin mentioned baby sitting

Again I laughed so hard

I'm not good with kids

Erin's younger siblings don't like me for a reason

I'm just really annoyed when it comes to kids

So yea that wasn't an option

Erin came up with this place called "journeys" in the mall (this is an actual store, it's pretty cool)

It was a cool store

They sold vans, snap backs, t-shirts, penny boards, and a whole lot of other cool stuff

The average of customers were teenagers

Sounded perfect

So we drove there and applied for a job there

The short almost gothic store manager, who was unusually really nice, said we were both perfect for the job

We had background checks done and applications were filled out

The girl said we started Sunday

Which was in 3 days

*Erin's POV*
So I came up with the great idea of working at journeys

Yea so we start Sunday

I called my mom and told her

She said that it was good for random money when I go to college

Oh yea I forgot about that

The thought of growing up enough to go to college scared me

Why am I so grown up

I don't wanna start working, paying taxes, I already started voting, and not to mention all of the other tons of responsibilities of being an adult

I'm not ready

I never will be

I'm gonna try not to think about that

*next morning*
I woke up with the dog on my chest licking my face

I decided to name him Richard

I don't know why

He just looks like a Richard

I put on yoga pants, an oversized sweatshirt, and my comfy slippers and walked to the kitchen

I made coffee

And a bagel

I sat down and watched some tv

I got a text from Olivia-

Olivia- hey fellow bitch
Erin- what's up bitchy?
Olivia- I'm moving!
Erin- oh where?
Olivia- really close to you, I'm not sure of the address though
Erin- that's ok. Text me later. Ok?
Olivia- yea sure, I gotta pack boxes anyway

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