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    Who said life was easy?

     

     

    NPOV

    It was another day at Price Chopper. Wake up at 6:30am, work at 7. I'm the sandwich person. Yay. Gets kind of boring at times. Serve coffee, make subs, roast some chicken. Sarah got in at 9am. Shes a good friend of mine at work. She's my age, 23, and she has just the best attitude on life. I do too sometimes. That's why we get along so well.

    She walks in and as always looks beautiful, even with her greased up work pants and hat on. Her brown hair is always pulled back into the coolest mess looking bun, with a 2 row studded belt holding up her khaki bell bottoms, and a pair of black Etnies. Me on the other hand had really short black hair, like it spiked itself out it was so short, and it was long and hot pink in the front. I had a fauxhawk a lot of the time, others it was straight in the front down and spiked in the back.

    I had a pair of cons, the black and red nautical star tattooed on the inside of my arms below my elbow, a peace symbol on the top of my wrist on my right hand, and a broken skateboard, shaped as a heart for love, tattooed on the top of my left wrist, 0 gauges in both ears, 5 more piercings going up and the top of my right ear. Just a punk rocker. It was natural for everyone to flock to her. I didn't care. Shit, less attention off me.

    "Hey, Nikki!" Sarah said waving her hand in the air. To much energy that early so I flung my arm in the air.

    "What up, chick?"

    "Party this weekend, my house. You gotta go." She was always the party type. I didn't care I loved to party myself.

    "Fully, man."

    The day was slow. It was a day I worked till 3:30. Uh horrible. I went on break. Caught a few of my friends like Jess, her boyfriend Chris, Sarah, and her boyfriend Joe. It sucked realizing
    wow, being single sucks, but then again I never really did care. I mean my life was about hanging out with friends and family and partying. Men were never a huge thing with me. Mostly because all of my relationships sucked.

    "Joe, you can be such a jerk sometimes." Sarah said while hitting him in the arm.

    "It's like you all gang up together. Typical, man." Jess said while grilling Chris.

    "Yup! That's why I just decided…… NOT to fall in love." I then said while lighting a cigarette.

    We were on the way back to work when we saw Franny.

    "O-M-G, you guys!" She screamed running straight for us.

    "What's up, Fran?" Sarah said walking in next to me.

    "The hottest guy just walked through produce."

    "Cool." I said with heavy sarcasm in my tone.

    "His whole family was hot, you should have seen them."

    "I'll be sure to keep my eyes open." I said, not really caring at all. I just wanted to get through the day and go home. Uh, its only 10:45. I have another 4 hours and 15 minutes to go. At least I still get a half hour lunch at some point today. That's always the normal part of my day.

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