It's another day in pee pee land, and I wake feeling as uneasy as ever. It's my job placement day, the day every 17 year old in all of the Pee Pee Land Provinces looks forward too. I live in the Urinal Cake Province, but I could get placed in a Province from anywhere in Pee Pee Land. I'm hoping I get my dream job of Yoga Instructor, a very important job. I have already mastered vinyasa flow, standing mudra, warrior 1 and 2, among others.
"Elisabeff!!!" My mom yells. This wakes me from my thoughts. I pick up my phone from the table beside me and text Xanax, he always calms me down (maybe he will bring me baked goods). But then comes a knock at my door, and the PEe Pee officials burst in.
"ELISABEFF BAEFON, YOU ARE NEEDED AT PEE PEE CENTRAL" I freeze. Is this it? Is this when my whole life will be decided? Jobs are very important in the PPL, it determines where you live, who you love, and your societal status. I have a phat crush on xan, if I get placed in a different province, I could possibly loose him forever!
The official says "ok very cool time for ur job placement". I jump up and grab my white converse and tie them onto my tiny, petite feet. They slide on perfectly, even though I am missing a toe, although I can't quite remember why... Maybe this could affect my job placement? My missing toe has never hindered me before, but the officials run a tight ship. I NEED TO BE A YOGA INSTRUCTOR.
The official is tall, with a glorious body hidden beneath his chainmail suit. I sense a possible dad bod, even better. He grabs my arm tightly, I flinch as I feel his strong, cold fingers wrap around my bony, yet muscular arm. I had no idea the officials were so mysterious and sensual.
I follow the officials back to their van. They gesture to the back of the car for me to sit, and as I sit down I twist my dark, wavy hair through my dainty fingers. I hope I dressed well enough. I dressed how I like, even though its not like other girls. I'm wearing a flannel with my favorite band tshirt uderneath (the pee pee band), with black frayed jeans and my white converse. I curse to myself, and the official driving gives me a look. I forgot my big rimmed glasses.
I wish Jesekha, Tieler, and Xanax were here with me, they would know what to do. I start having a seizure, I can't go anywhere without my quirky glasses. Then my life flashes before my eyes, glass flies everywhere, and the rather smokin official's body flies through the windshield. A car crash? I feel a disconnect from my body as the force of the van unhooks my red C-cup bra. is this what dying feels like?
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seventeen
RomanceFour teens are intertwined with the fall of the pee pee government, to make it the poo poo government, will they succeed or be captured forever by the pee? In the midst of government destruction the teens also find themselves catching mad feelings.
