Jeremy's pov-
I stoped at a gas station and chained my bike to the bike holder. (Idk what its called) I took out one dollar out my backpack and walked in. The person at the counter looked bored out of his mind, with purple hair and a purple suit. This guy must REALLY like the color purple. I walked past him and noticed a bottle of water. I grabbed the water and put it on the counter.
"Uh, hi. I would like to purchase this water." I stated.
The guy raised his head from the counter slowly and put on a fake smile. He took my money and gave me the water. He smiled and watched me walk out the door. That man was weird... I took a sip of water and rode my bike away. I rode down the street and found the job opening.
"Freddy, fazbea-rs... pizza?" I said spelling it out in choppy pieces.
My bike handles wobbled and I dropped the papers as I crashed into the parking lot of Freddy Fazbears Pizza. I held my knee and stood up slowley. I hopped over to the window and looked inside. I scanned inside the dinner carefully. Children were playing and running around happily. I didn't wanna look like a pervert, so I grabbed my backpack, newspaper, and I chained my bike to the pole. I stumbled inside and looked around again. I carried the backpack on my back and held the news paper.
"Welcome! You must be jeremy!" A man said hugging me.
I was silent and got a little scared. A strange man just walked up to me.
"I hope you're jeremy" he said laughing. "Let me show you to your new job" he said walking twords the end of a dark hallway.
Never a good thing to have.. I shrugged and followed him cautiously. In the middle of the dark hallway where two vents on each sides. I walked faster catching up to the man. We walked into the light room with someone sitting in a chair. He had his feet up on the table, and he was playing a red Nintendo Gameboy.
"Ahem" the boss coughed.
The man sitting in the chair took his feet down of the table and put the Gameboy away. He was a bit taller then me.
"Who's the new guy?" He asked pointing at me.
"Mike, meet Jeremy Fitzgerald. Jeremy meet Mike Schmidt." He said.
Mike looked at me and raised an eyebrow.
"Him?"
YOU ARE READING
Mike X Jeremy
RomanceCOVER BY @SkittleQueenRS Mike covered my mouth as we hid in the closet, scared as hell. Someone walked in the room singing a tune. It dragged a sharp object on the floor as it looked under the bed. A tear fell from my eye and I hugged mike tightly...
