Change

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Kiana

Moving to Florida was the change I needed you could say. Warm weather and beaches. I had noting but the car my dad got me, and some saved up money when I came . So as any 18 year old I think would do, I bought an apartment. My therapist and I still communicate through emails and video calls, but other that I am on my own. The only thing left, is a job.

Sitting in my bed browsing the internet for jobs is more than boring. Every job either involved food or a store manager. On the last page of the website an assistant job is posted for Romano Inc. Mr. Romano is the biggest self-made billionaire. But his son has taken over the company in a Florida. The public doesn't know much about him, he's a very private guy. I click the post and fill out the form.
Interview tomorrow at 8.

SHOOT. I don't think I have any clothes. I hop up from my bed and trash my closet looking for anything. I find my black jumpsuit from graduation and some black heals. I pull out some gold jewelry and a pink blazer, and call it a fit. I walk in the kitchen and make some ramen, cause I'm lazy and broke. You see I would go out or hang with some friends, but I have none. And I have too much anxiety to try and go find some. So instead I watch Grey's Anatomy in bed until I fall asleep.

BEEP BEEP BEEP. I just love alarm clocks, always there to interrupt a good dream. I get up... more like drag my self to the bathroom. I get in the shower and do my normal routine, wash my body and hair.

My inner thoughts/my good sis anxiety
Do u think he'll like you? I mean your not ugly but your not pretty. I advice you to wear your hair up because your curls are ugly. I hope you don't think you are getting this job. You will be working at McDonald's instead, trust me.

My terrible thoughts were interrupted when my hot shower turned to a cold shower. I grab my towel and dry my body, then grab one for my hair. I put some diva curl product in my armpit length hair. Then I slick my hair down in a low ponytail and decorate it with some gold bobby-pins. I go into my room and put on the outfit I picked last night and look in the mirror. I don't look bad, I look... decent. I grab my purse and keys and head out to my car. My mothers 2005 car is all I have, and it breaks down almost everyday. I get in the car and head out to Roman Inc.








So I know these first couple of chapters are gonna be short, but in the future they will be longer. Tell me how you guys feel about it, because I feel like this is a flop.

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