Mike! Jake! We have to go! I can't be late for work. Plus, we have to pick up all of the other brats." I called to them. "Where are my boots?" I slipped on my elf costume and tied red and green bows to my braids. I searched my room for my elf boots. I quickly slipped them on.
I stopped. Something didn't feel right. Shit. "What the hell is in my shoes?" I screamed. Mike and Jake ran away as far as they could. Jenny and Hallie peered from around the corner, giggled, and ran away. I looked down to find green slime all over my boots. It was 8:37. I had to be at work in less than ten minutes. I guess an elf could wear Converse, right? "Get in the car! Let's go!" I screamed at them. They would pay for this later.
After twenty minutes of eight-year-old hockey players yelling, I pulled out of the parking lot and started towards the train station. There was an accident on the road, it would take me an extra fifteen minutes to get there. I decided that walking was going to be faster. More like running.
It was cold and wet outside. I looked down at my sneakers. Gross. The light on the train flashed. Keep running, Bailey. Keep running.
As I got closer I yelled, "Wait! Wait!" The train had big black letters that read The Polar Express. I was the singing elf on the train. I entertain the kids before Santa shows up. I stepped onto the train. My boss, Holly, stared at me. She was pissed as usual. "Ms. Holly, I am so so sorry. My brothers needed a ride to hockey practice and then there was an accident. I promise it'll never happen again."
"I know it won't," Holly said. "Because you're fired,"
"But Ms. Holly-" I stammered.
"I don't want to hear your excuses," she said.
"This is my first time being late. I'm always here twenty minutes early and I always help set up but today I just-" I blabbed.
"Leave the train and turn in your costume tomorrow morning," Holly said.
"But-" I began. Half of the train car was staring at us including the other workers.
"Goodbye Bailey," she hissed.
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Teen FictionWhen Bailey gets fired from her job, she angrily goes into her favorite pie shop for a nice slice of pie. The pie shop owner spontaneously gives her a job with a very sarcastic coworker, Andrew Walsh. Will they be able to deliver all 329 by Christma...
