Get up you idiot! Was the first thing I heard every morning since I got a job. It wasn’t a great job but it worked. She in fact lived with her older brother. He was grouchy in the morning but you got used to it at some point. The raven haired eighteen year old college dropout sat up and looked around. She stood wearing a black tank top and black boy short underwear. She walked to the door and opened it.
“Go away loser!” She shouted then slammed the door in his face. She then got ready for her job at the movie theater. Yes she worked there but she was trying to find another job. She slipped on a black miniskirt and fishnets. Then she slipped on a red short sleeved shirt and a black tank top over it. Her head throbbed with a headache so she took an Advil. Then she walked out of the room and to the shared bathroom. She slipped on some eyeliner then she brushed her teeth and applied a dark red lipstick.
She winked at the mirror then walked out of the bathroom. She could just feel her brother glarig at her but she ignored it. She walked downstairs and grabbed the keys to the camaro. She walked out the door purse in hand and to the black car that her and her brother shared. She started it then drove off to her peice of crap job. The only good thing there was him. Ian Johnson. He was the only guy she knew that wore combat boots to work. She just wished that he could see her.
She was just the girl he said hello and occaisonaly chatted with. She was nothing but just one of those girls. She loved his pale skin and darker than black hair that reached to his shoulders. He had recently got a lip ring and she like the way it looked on him. She really needed to stop thinking of him. She pulled into her parking spot at work and sighed. She walked into the front doors and hopped over the counter. And there he was. Her dark angel. well that was what she thought. He smiled at her and waved.
She of course waved back. She just couldnt help but sigh when he turned away. She looked at his tripp jeans and frowned. Oh how she loved the guy that she worked with. The only thing she hated was when his girlfriend came in. She was one of those girls that wrapped a guy around her finger just to break their heart. Her on the other hand has never been kissed. She was the only goth girl. But she took pride in that. She only had one friend. And that was a guy. His name was Tripp. She called him that because he was a major kluts. He was a nobody too.
He didnt work here though and she was happy about that. She smiled a little bit in the middle of a day dream. Then she jumped because of a tap on the shoulder. It was Ian and she turned to look at him.
"Sooo?" She said while thinking to herself about how much she wanted t ojust kiss him right now. But he looked at her and said something about her having to work the ticket booth today. She groaned then pushed off of the counter. She then started to walk to the door. She opened it then stepped into the booth and watched people come and go. She had to give a few peopel tiv=ckets but not may people watched a movie on thursday. She sighed daydreaming again.
He was looking at her lovingly and she just couldnt help but stare back into his dark chocolate eyes. Oh how she just wanted to kiss him right there in the photobooth but no. Then it happened. Their lips touched. A small little peck but it sent her soaring. she couldnt help but blush when he called her beautiful.
Her daydream was cut off by tripp. He smiled at her then looked around...
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