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"karma is such a bitch" | B.K

Y/n povs

It's been like what? A week since I last saw my sister. She's pretty pissed at me though, I totally get it but still she deserved it.

She made her choice by taking the guy she knew I had a crush on. I may not be all to look at but still I could've had a chance. But I don't have time to whine about my slut older sister cause she took the guy I liked, I have a job interview. It pays well, but it's something I don't wanna do.

They told me to dress really well, which was a hint for dress like a whore. I have self-respect, I do. It's just that money's tight right now and this job could solve all my problems. If you guessed stripper? Then your mind is in the right place. I looked in my closet to look for a tight short sleeve shirt and some shorts, really short shorts.

I'm not a hoe, I swear I'm not. It just happens to be that I have some of my sisters clothes. No we don't live together I just took her stuff cause her wardrobe is better then mines. I found the black shirt but the problem was that it was cropped, like cropped to the point where if I raised my arms you'd be thinking I'm trying to flash you.

I didn't have time to complain so I just put it on and tried to find the shorts I was talking about. I looked in my draws and in the closet the washer, dryer, everywhere and can't find it. Oh my god! What the hell did I do so wrong?. Maybe this is karma getting back at me for what I did to my sister.

I don't believe in all that bad luck crap or karma but lately I've been having bad days. I rolled my eyes to find something else to where and lucky me I came across to find a shirt. Okay good, this seems like a good fit, but when I put it on it was NOT how I expected it to be. It was blue and black pleaded and a zipper in the back, it had ruffles at the end of them to make me look like a school girl.

I looked in the mirror seeing how short the skirt is but it was also good on me. "You have got to be screwing with me right now" I said to myself. I looked at the time and I was late. "Shit, shit, shit!" I cursed at myself. I rushed and went to grab my leather jacket and black heels I found in the living room. And my purse, I rushed in to the bathroom decideding if I should do a full face make-up. You know what? Fuck it.

I quickly applied everything on my face in order and managing to get done in time, I turned the light off in the bathroom ran out of my apartment. When I went outside it started pouring hard out. "Now I believe in karma" I said frustrated. I started to jog a little but not run. No one can run in heels.

My hair was getting wet and the crop top I was wearing also got wet, pretty much I'm wet all over, wait. Forget I said that.

I saw some guys staring at me and checking me out, some car stopped, trying to get a lift to his place obviously I said no, a few guys accepted the answer some called me a bitch and others couldn't take no for an answer. I had my jacket over my head all the way to the location to where my interview was.

I was only 10 minutes away when a guy a very cute one walked up by me. Shit, he's only looking for something to play with until he's finished with it. "Hey?" He said. I stopped and looked at him as if I don't get what he's trying to do. "If you're trying to get inside of my pants- will skirt then it's a fat no cutie, so if I were you I'd go find another girl who's willingly to give up her self-respect " I continued walking. "What? No absolutely not, I'm here to make sure the fair lady gets to her destination safely" he smiled. His face is cute but I'm not dumb. His black hair was all soaked from the rain and his green eyes staring deep into my soul.