Raptured!!!

Jean Sung

I was late for the Vogue summer photoshoot. I had to hurry before my date with Zayn. My assistants were putting up final makeup on my face. I was a model princess. I was....."Where is my order? Why isn't it coming yet?, the man who ordered cappuccino yelled jolting me out of my reverie. I was back in the smallest, dirtiest, tea shop plus restaurant on Greenfield Avenue serving drunk people and gangsters tea."Ugh why can't I enjoy a little bit of extravagance... "Hurry up else I'd leave with my money!!" he bellowed.I could hear my manager; Mr Choi approaching and I jumped back to work;trying my best to make the beverage before he entered the kicthen. "Jean where the hell is the drunkards tea?!" "Just a minute sir...oh wait...oh no....it's....here!" In my rush to hand over the beverage, I poured the boiling tea on Mr Choi making him turn so red. I tried to get a napkin and slipped on cream on the floor dragging the coffee maker with me. "You just can't do anything right!!! Get out! Get out right now and don't ever come back!!!" "Are you firing me?", I asked with tears in my eyes. "Are you seriously asking?!" He was so angry I was scared he'd hit me. I rushed to the locker room changing into normal clothes and rushing out as fast as possible. "Hey miss watch out". Well it was too late. I had Italian pasta and tomato sauce all over me. "Ughh!!" Even more frustrated, I run out crying my eyes out in the rain that had just began to fall. I heard noise of teenagers screaming. I raised my head to see students from my school having fun in a car and pointing at me laughing with no care in this world......
Life is just not fair....