11:29Am... Chicago, US.
Giselle's POV
'Sorry job is not available' I read the words that displayed on the screen.
"Oh dang it!" I groaned ,my clenched fists connecting with the laptop's keyboard.
I've been trying to get a job but I just can't seem to find any.
After my mom lost her job ,we've been living on the little she could get from her side jobs and I want to do all I can to help before we resume a new session. My senior year.
"Why hit that keyboard like that?What did it ever do to you?" I heard a familiar voice ask .
I looked up to see Gianna, my younger sister . A small frown settled on her face as she descended the wooden stairs.
Gianna is in her tenth year in highschool but she talks and acts like a college student. She's a little over 5'1 , brown eyes , black shoulder length hair bouncing as walks ,and glasses fixed on her face.
"Where's mom?" I asked instead as she settled on the couch beside me.
"How am I supposed to know?" She shrugged, turning on the TV.
" Because you were with her some minutets ago?" I rolled my eyes.
"Well she's not here" she muttered.
I glanced at the flat screen and groaned lowly at what was playing on the screen.
"Don't tell me you're going to watch this boring stuff?" I called out.
" Alright" she shrugged, not sparing me a glance.
I rolled my eyes at her and grabbed my laptop before ascending the stairs. I held my laptop in one hand and reached out to open the door with the other.
I slammed the door shut walking into my room . My room is not so big but I love it . One side of the room is painted a deep shade of purple while the other is adorned with a purple butterfly wallpaper.
My medium sized bed stood at the end of the room with purple and black sheets. Colorful lights passed over the head of my bed with different paintings and picture frames hung on the wall over the bed . By both sides of the bed ,stood a bedside table with a lamp on both tables . There was also a flower vase on both tables.
Right opposite my bed was my tall wardrobe. It was decorated with artificial flowers and grasses. Beside the wardrobe was my vanity table .
My not too big study desk stood in front of the window which gave me a view of the beautiful City of Chicago. It was a normal wooden desk and comfy chair . My books were scattered all over the table as usual.
Holding my laptop securely,I made space available on the table and put my laptop down. Just as I turned to the wardrobe to get my clothes ,my phone rang out loudly. I grabbed it from my bed and glanced at the caller before picking up.
"Hey" I said in a bored tone.
"What's up?" Michelle asked.
"Nothing, just want to have my bath" I shrugged my shoulders.
" Seriously?! This is past eleven!"
"Yeah ,whatever!"
" Anyways, let's meet at Lee's Cafe," she said in an excited tone.
I pressed the phone to my ear holding it with my shoulders as I dug through my clothing.
"Why do you sound excited?"
"Do you prefer me being sad?"
" Whatever, we will see"
" Bye"
I ended the call and placed my phone on the bed. After going through my clothes I decided on a black big tee top and blue shorts .
I placed the clothes on the bed ,closed the wardrobe and walked into the bathroom.
I was out of the bathroom some minutes later. I hurriedly put on my clothes and slipped my feet into my white sneakers. I walked over to the vanity table and grabbed my hair comb. Swiftly removing the band from my head ,I ran the comb through my long ,silky black hair. I returned the comb back in place and packed my hair in a messy bun.
I don't like letting my hair fall down . My hair's always in two ways , either a ponytail or a messy bun. I only let my hair fall down on special occasions , like once in a purple moon.
I grabbed my black sling bag , dipped my phone and wallet into the bag before walking out of the room.
I met Gianna sitting on the couch in the living room still watching the news.
Gosh! Can this girl get any less weird?!
She noticed my presence in the room and looked up. She stared at me through her glasses with a questioning look.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm meeting with Mich, have a problem with that? " I rolled my eyes at her.
" Not at all" she muttered and turned her gaze back to the television. I sighed and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a cup and jar of water , poured some quantity into the cup and returned the jar into the refrigerator . I gulped down the content of the cup and returned it back in place.
"Byeee" I drawled as I walked out. She waved at me but didn't turn to look at me.
As I shut the door behind me , I felt the cool breeze rush past me. I brushed back my hair that was falling out of my bun and headed to the café.
Lee's Cafe was just some distance away and I can easily trek there instead of wasting some cents I could probably save.
I got to the café in exactly ten minutes . I sighted a blonde haired girl sitting by the door.
Yeah, that blonde haired is my best friend, Michelle Hathaway.
"Hey" I called out to her making my way through the filled up tables.
The café is usually filled up at this time of the day , even inside. It extends out . Mich, Nessa and I preferred staying outside . It's less suffocating and that's where the real deal is.
Michelle looked up and smiled when she sighted me. I finally got to the table and plopped myself tiredly on the chair.
Ah!
I'm so tired from that walk , probably because I hadn't eaten anything .
"So , what's that you wanted to tell me?" I asked, dipping my hands in her basket of fries. I threw the fries into my mouth and began to chew on it.
"I've found the perfect job for you" she smiled widely.
My ears stretched out immediately, as I stared at her in surprise.
"You did?!"
