How Could You

Chapter 4

We were on our way home, when I noticed a big line up. " Dylan, what's that?" I point. I hoped off my board and picked it up. " Ummm, get shaved." He said looking at the sign.

" What is that?" I laugh. He shrugged and we walked closer to it. I noticed a sign in the window that said ' Now hiring'. I thought about it for a bit, and I think it would be a great idea to apply.

I mean, this place looks like it gets busy, so that's a good thing. " I think you should." Dylan said. I turned to him confused. " How did you know what I was thinking?" I laugh. He gave me a duh look. " I've know you for how long now?" He asked.

I playfully pushed him. " Whatever." I turn back around. " But I think you should." He said as he walked over to a bench. He's right, I should. I'm not going to school for a while, I can do this so I don't stay at home all day.

" I will, just, not today, tomorrow maybe." I sit down, but Dylan wouldn't let me. I raised a eyebrow at him. " No, go now. You never know, someone could take it by tomorrow." I sighed knowing he's right.

" Fine, I'll go." I pick up my board and walk over. " Excuse me, I was wondering if I could apply here?" I smiled. " Of corse! Follow me!" He motioned me to the back as someone filled his shift.

He asked me all the questions I though he would and I gave him the correct answers. "We'll Lucy, you seem like you would be a good employee to have around here." He stood up.

" How would you like a job here at Get Shaved?" He asked smiling. I stood up. " I would love one." He stood out his hand and I gladly shook it. " Welcome to the team." I dropped my hand and we walked to the front.

" So when do I start?" I asked. " You can start Monday." He said. " Okay." I said as I walked out.

I walked over to Dylan with a smile on my face. " So I'm guessing you got it?" He asked standing up. I nodded. " I'm glad." He said. " Now let's go home. I'm hungry." He complained.

I hooped on my board and took off. I got home before Dylan and I walked down to my room. I hoped into my bed and grabbed my journal from my locked box on my dresser.

Usually, when I'm felling angry, sad Happy or excited, I would write it down. When I'm angry or sad, it helps me a lot.

" Lucy, mom and dad want you." Dylan said. I closed my journal and put it under my pillow. I walked up the stairs slowly, afraid of what might happen.

" Dylan said you wanted me?" I said walking into the kitchen. " Yes." My dad said.
" Sit down." I slowly took a seat and crossed my legs.

" Carrie is coming up to cheek on you tomorrow. To see how you're doing. You better not say anything that you'll regret." My dad glared. " Is that it?" I scoffed.

" Yes. Now get lost." My mom shooed me out. I walked back downstairs to see Dylan in there. I didn't even have to ask what he was doing, I know he was going to tell me anyways.

" Wanna play Call of duty?" He smirked. He knew I always loved that game. I learned all my tricks from him.

" It's on." I smirk.

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