"Grace Evans?" the manager asked.
My head shot up to respond. I had been sitting in a plastic chair for the past 20 minutes for this job interview. Well... if you can even call it that.
SmartMart was a run-down convenience store just around the corner from my house. I knew it wouldn't pay much, but it was the only job opening close enough that I could walk to. Buses were so expensive these days.
I got up from my seat, sashaying to dry off my sweaty ass. What? It happens to everyone when they're nervous. It was a plastic seat for goodness sake.
The manager looked to be about 40. He had a horrible beer belly, along with beady bloodshot eyes to match. The office smelled like old cheese. I mentally sighed.
"So... Ms. Evans," Stinky Cheese slurred, "your resume looks pretty good. You know that we open 24 hours, right? I'll need you to work as the night cashier. $7.50 per hour. Interested?"
I inwardly cringed at his flashing of brown rotten teeth. The man was truly atrocious. But, I needed the money. I gulped before answering, "Definitely. I can start tomorrow."
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It was 11 o'clock at night. My shift had just started, and the store was as empty as ever.
I had been working here for about a month. They were the longest 4 weeks of my life. I learned to steer clear of Lowe, the creepy manager. He was always staring at me in between shifts. Thank God I didn't work the same times as him, or who knows what could happen.
A door chime suddenly caught my attention.
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Bad Boy Saved Me
Teen FictionGrace was abused almost everyday of her life by her parents. All she ever wanted was to get out of the house, but she's shy and naive. When she turns 18, Grace hopes to have a fresh start on her life. Her "fresh start" doesn't go as planned - she's...
