*CRASH* The sound that escapes when cameron hits the floor. I turn around wanting to run back, but in the corner of my eye I see the dog. The dog im trying to run away from. I'm running and running as I begin to close my eyes, not knowing where i'm destined to go. Im smiling and laughing because i did it, then *BOOM*
I start to open my eyes, and i see im in some kind of room. Cameron in the chair next to me starts to sand up.
"Where are we?" I ask.
Apparently we are in a hospital. What's even more crazy than that- I destroyed my principals car. WHAT??
Im finally able to get out of this place, so Cameron and I start walking to a diner to talk about how we will pay for this.
"Do you know how much a car would cost," she says.
I look around at all the different people eating, and finally answer with "Probably cost like a million dollars!"
"Haha, we arent that rich"
"Fine, let me check very quickly." I grab my bag and slowly unzip it, revealing my laptop. I open my rose pink laptop, searching How much does a good looking car cost?.
"That one ayana!"
"....its 400,000 dollars- That's too expensive"
"But we are able to pay in small amounts for however long that takes, that isn't too hard"
"I guess, let's walk around and see if we can find jobs"
I place the the money and a $10 tip on the table, as we got up and start walking to the door. It only took us about 2 hours, but we finally find a job as a cashier. It is the best we could do on short notice.
*The Next Day*
I get up from my be, and rush downstairs to quickly eat breakfast. I'm already late for my first day on the job, "Ugh, I hope they dont fire me." I hurry out the door onto my bike, to meet up with Cameron at our new job, "Waltart."
I run to my cashier, as Cameron 2 cashiers ahead of me, and we begin our long and dreadful job.
6 MONTHS LATER
Im scanning the old woman's turkey on the cashier, as I yell out, "CAMERON?" "Yes?"
Cameron and I both look so tired, but i still manage to say, "We are almost at our goal, last time I checked we had about $358,853, we are so close!"
"Yah, and it only took 6 months, of working every single day for more than 6 hours. Not too long."
I laugh at the sarcasticness radiating off of her, and say, "We only need to work for a couple weeks."
I hug her, thanking her for staying with me the whole time and being my best friend. Telling her, she didn't have to stay, since I was the one who wrecked the car. Then, we kept working, until our debt is paid.
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Car Trouble
Short StorySide hustle|Short story|Word count:496 Imagine... Imagine a terrifying monster chases you across the valley, sky or just in front of the plaza. In this case that monster was a dog, and oh boy! That little dog caused a huge problem.
