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I Will Not Kiss you
A small time girl from camden , london , with a big time drug habbit. Completley in love with her childhood sweetheart , Corey , Who reaches his demise at a young age. And then.... she is involv...
?Blocked
"don't you fake it"
".......So what qualities do you feel you could bring to the team here at super-savers?"
jesus christ , i honestly cant believe i'm in here , i'm 23 years old , and im in an interview for a fucking job at super savers .
It would be so much easier if i hadn't got myself into a Class A mess....
...... I mean Class A in both sences ....
"I believe i could be a key player in your team , Tracey , as i am punctual, polite and always ready to learn !"
i say this , into the biggest fakest smile known to man . My cheeks are sore , and my teeth are close to popping from my mouth .
This fake smile is directed towards ,Tracey , a 40-something , has been , who im sure has worked VERY hard for her managers position , here at this delightfull shit hole.
Her face clearly marks that of a hard life .
And her greying hair is scrapped into a bun , my nana helen would sure be proud of.
And her make up , enough to not come off during heavy rain , and artistic abilities that im sure the local prostitute would be proud of.
"Well Elle , i believe ive seen and heard enough from you , ill be in contact with you soon im sure ! . "
Tracey stands up to let me leave from her "office!" ,
and again im forced to plaster that stupid smile across my face ,
" looking forward to it ! " .
oh my i cant wait to leave , my 5ft torso carries itself out of the store , as quick as possible .
As im sure you have worked out by now , im Elle , Hi !
You join me here in the windy city of london , and fuck is it cold today.
I really should have dressed for the weather , today i have made a completley different style change so i can land this fucking job.
My tiny frame today carries , pinstripe trousers , and a white shirt with 3/4 sleves , my usual converse , are replaced by my smart court shoes and my long black loose curly hair can now be found in a pony tail , swinging as i walk .
Fuck i hated this look.
I also swapped my dark tones that i usually carry on my eyes , for that of a lighter shade of pale . my lids are now coated in a baby pink power , stolen from a tester in the drug store on my way to the interview , with only light mascara and eyelined features.
As i stepped onto the streets i take a look down at my watch .
PERFECT 12.45! ..... Just in time for Coreys lunch ......
".......So what qualities do you feel you could bring to the team here at super-savers?"
jesus christ , i honestly cant believe i'm in here , i'm 23 years old , and im in an interview for a fucking job at super savers .
It would be so much easier if i hadn't got myself into a Class A mess....
...... I mean Class A in both sences ....
"I believe i could be a key player in your team , Tracey , as i am punctual, polite and always ready to learn !"
i say this , into the biggest fakest smile known to man . My cheeks are sore , and my teeth are close to popping from my mouth .
This fake smile is directed towards ,Tracey , a 40-something , has been , who im sure has worked VERY hard for her managers position , here at this delightfull shit hole.
Her face clearly marks that of a hard life .
And her greying hair is scrapped into a bun , my nana helen would sure be proud of.
And her make up , enough to not come off during heavy rain , and artistic abilities that im sure the local prostitute would be proud of.
"Well Elle , i believe ive seen and heard enough from you , ill be in contact with you soon im sure ! . "
Tracey stands up to let me leave from her "office!" ,
and again im forced to plaster that stupid smile across my face ,
" looking forward to it ! " .
oh my i cant wait to leave , my 5ft torso carries itself out of the store , as quick as possible .
As im sure you have worked out by now , im Elle , Hi !
You join me here in the windy city of london , and fuck is it cold today.
I really should have dressed for the weather , today i have made a completley different style change so i can land this fucking job.
My tiny frame today carries , pinstripe trousers , and a white shirt with 3/4 sleves , my usual converse , are replaced by my smart court shoes and my long black loose curly hair can now be found in a pony tail , swinging as i walk .
Fuck i hated this look.
I also swapped my dark tones that i usually carry on my eyes , for that of a lighter shade of pale . my lids are now coated in a baby pink power , stolen from a tester in the drug store on my way to the interview , with only light mascara and eyelined features.
As i stepped onto the streets i take a look down at my watch .
PERFECT 12.45! ..... Just in time for Coreys lunch ......
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