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School Monday... I cri.

At least I got my eyebrows done 😛💦. Plus I been finished all my summer work so I get to watch Steven Universe. Girl I'm so in for this.

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February 2, 2016

Day 3

Ally readjusted the grip on her comb as she continued her process on her hair. The Mexican girl's hips swayed as she let the song blasting from her phone fill the bathroom, "Grips on your waist, front way, back way, You know that I don't play !"

The small girl playfully pointed the comb towards the mirror, as if it were a gun, "Streets not safe, but I never run away, even when I'm away !" The girl brought the comb up to her lips and swayed her hips once again, "Oti, oti, there's never much love when we go, oti, I pray to make it back in one piece, I pray, I pray !"

Ally shut her eyes and threw her head back, comb dramatically used as the microphone, "That's why I need a one dance, got a Hennessy in my hand, one more time 'fore I go, higher powers taking a hold on me !"

The brunette took one deep breath, ready to holler out the rest of the lyrics but was stopped by the sound of her metallic device vibrating against the counter. A loud groan of annoyance left Ally as she picked up her phone to only see the contact name Biggie **. A wide smile spread across the Mexican girl's face.

Ally swipped right, accepting the call. Out zoomed her face and in zoomed the blonde beauty's face. Her wide smile made Ally giggle, she always loved Dinah's little cheek dimples.

"Ally ! The smalls to my biggie !" Dinah cheered in a chirpy voice.

The older girl chuckled, "Dinah ! The biggie to my smalls !"

Ally had known Dinah-Jane from grade school much like Camila. While they had moved into middle school together, the older girl developed a crush on the girl but it was sadly crushed by the fact that Dinah was painfully straight. It didn't stop her from playfully teasing her about being on the fun side.

"How's my favorite little gay doing ?" The brunette asked as she ran the comb through her hair, silently cursing how she let it go dry. Damn Drake and his distractingly good music.

Dinah rolled her eyes, the same embarrassing blush crept on her face whenever Ally made the jokes, "You know, even after years, you still manage to ask me that question every time we see each other."

"I can't ask how you're doing ?"

"Not in that manner, no."

Ally sighed, not even bothering with the rest of her hair. The Mexican girl threw the brown and gold locks in a messy bun, "Is this messy enough to be semi presentable ?"

"You look like a stay at home mom with that hairstyle."

"Good enough," Ally picked up her phone and walked over towards her suitcase, "You gonna help me choose an outfit ?"

Dinah smirked and flipped her hair playfully, "What kinda friend would I be if I didn't ? What's the occasion Allz ?"

Ally angled her phone against the nightstand and went back to her outfit search, "I'm going job hunting and I need to look semi presentable and semi casual, you know ? I want them to think I mean well but I also am a down to earth person."

"Eww a job. Your dad is making you get one of those ?" The blonde gagged in disgust making Ally roll her eyes.

"It's a part of the deal DJ. I need to be responsible, have a place to stay, have a job, and check in with him at the end of every week. If I do better than Brandon, then I get the company," Ally stated while picking up two shirts, "Lavender v-neck or purple flannel ?"

"Purple flannel around the waist with a black v-neck," The blonde girl fiddled with the strands of her short hair, "So wait, so how's Tori ? Camila told me that she was going to fly down there and see you because you had a crazy roommate."

The smaller girl rolled her eyes as she tied the flannel around her waist, "No, I just have a crazy ex-girlfriend that worries too much. She called the freaking DEA thinking Tori was a drug dealer. The poor girl nearly had to beg the man to not tell the press about them entering her house. She runs Tiko's and she can't use that type of negative publicity."

"Woah ! You're rooming with the chick that owns Tiko's ?! Yo, I love their milkshakes ! The coffee ones have me weak in the knees !"

"I know right ?! That's what I said !" Ally smiled faltered a bit, "Not the weak in the knees thing, I just said I loved the milkshakes."

The Polynesian girl laughed loudly, throwing her head back and putting her caramel hand over her mouth, "So Allz, when you going on this job journey ?"

Ally grabbed her phone and made her way into the kitchen, "Now actually, I just need some breakfast and I'm gone. I don't care what it is but I need a job."

"I hope you know job hunting isn't like the movies," Dinah advised to her friend, "It takes days, even weeks to get approved by a job. That's what Lauren told me at least. You know she strives for that working ethic too."

The Mexican girl's face lit up at the mention of her friend's name, "Oh Lolo ! How is she ? I still don't understand why you never gave her a chance. She's been head over heels for you since middle school."

"I told you for the billionth time, I don't like girls. Strictly dickly over here girly." Dinah stated as she picked at her nails boredly.

Ally chuckled as she took out her slices of toast from the toaster and reached for the essentials, "So was Lauren until she saw you. She's so sweet and she would treat you so well."

"So would a guy."

"Not like Lauren would."

Dinah pointed a stern finger at the camera, "Ally don't start."

"Don't go pointing fingers at me Dinah-Jane," Ally chuckled as she took a quick bite of her delicious toast, "Point it at Lauren. You know how much she loves your fingers. I bet she'd like them even better if they were inside her-"

The younger girl put both of her hands over her ears, "Eww ! Eww ! Eww ! Eww ! Staaaaaahp !"

Ally laughed happily. Grabbing the keys she received from Tori last night, the Mexican girl looked at her friend, "As much as I would love to discuss Laurinah, I need to go job hunting. Pray for me out there, will you ?"

"Yeah you need the prayer Allysin. I don't know how everyone thinks you're the clean one of our group. Your mind is atrocious."

The older girl smirked, "You weren't saying that last night when I was face deep in your-"

"Goodbye Ally ! Go get you a job and a bible."

"I already have one of those two things, it's already going great," Ally giggled as she waved to her friend, "Bye Dinah !"

"Bye Ally. Good luck boo."

With that, the call ended and Ally closed the door shut. Taking a deep breath, Ally closed her eyes and let everything sink in. She was going out into town and was going to look for a job. All would be okay. She may not be able to find one today but putting in applications would be okay too, right ?

The girl nodded to herself as she made her way down the complex stairs. Here goes nothing.

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"I'm sorry fam you need to be at least 18 years old to work here." The Dairy Queen employee stated boredly at the register. The first place Ally thought would be easy was the local Dairy Queen/Orange Julius. But instantly her mind took a 180° at the dirty restaurant and the terrible customer service.

Ally cleared her throat, "Umm... I'm 23."

"Oh damn, for real shawty ?" The teenage boy asked wide eyed, "Yo 'ont look a day over 17 ma."

Ally's face grimaced at the boy's blatant flirting, "May I just have an application please ?"

"Oh nah, we not hiring right now. My bad."

"Then why is there a help wanted outside the store ?"

"Oh that's for Orange Julius."

The Mexican girl had to refrain from lifting her hand and giving the boy the smack of a lifetime, "Isn't this Dairy Queen and Orange Julius ?"

"Oh nah, this Dairy Queen," The boy took a sidestep to the right, "This right here is Orange Julius, how can I help you ?"

"May I please have an application ?" Ally gritted through her pearly white teeth.

The white boy smiled as he reached underneath the register for an application. He brought up the papers for the girl and gave her a bright smile, "Here you go, have a nice day."

Ally reciprocated the smile, hers dripping in fakeness as she nearly snatched the papers from the boy and exited the restaurant. This place was at the bottom of her want list.

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"Wait so, let me get this straight, you guys only work here three times a week?" Ally smiled as she spoke to the employee. The employee nodded her head as she flipped the pretzel into the cinnamon flavored sugar, "Do you guys have any positions open ?"

The white woman flipped the pretzel again and snorted, "Honey this is the Amish market. Only the Amish work here."

"Oh, well that explains why I don't see any African Americans," Ally looked around to only see white employees, "So that's a no ?"

"Have you ever experienced Amish culture ?"

"I mean, back in Texas we had a black out for about four hours. Does that count ?"

~~~

"Okay, so the Amish market was a complete no," Ally started as she spoke to Dinah on FaceTime again, headphones in her ears, "But I'm going to ask for ToysRUs, you know how I love kids."

"I don't know how the hell you do. I lived with nearly fifty of them because my mom decided to not close her legs." Dinah snorted as she continued to drive. Both girls were occupied but still made time for each other.

The Mexican stifled back a laugh, knowing that laughing are her practical second mother was beyond wrong, "Stop now. Don't talk about Mama M like that. She made some very beautiful kids."

"No she made one beautiful kid and many more errors."

Ally shook her head as she walked through the automatic doors of the ToysRUs. Walking up to the free register, the brunette politely asked about the open job position. Giving instructions towards the back of the store, the girl paced her way back.

"Alright, so that girl just told me to look for someone with really big eyebrows and I'd find him." Ally notified Dinah as she looked down aisles, trying to find the boy.

Without looking, the small girl bumped into a hard chest, a whimper leaving her lips. Ally looked up to catch the look of a deep pair of brown eyes with an even deeper and thicker set of eyebrows.

"Oh I'm sorry. Nobody is usually back here, are you lost ?"

Awkwardly, Ally shook her head, "No actually I came back here to get an application for the open position."

"You wanna get this job ?! Oh man ! I'll finally have somebody !" Eagerly the boy grabbed Ally's wrist and led her towards the bicycles, "This is where I work ! Welcome to the bicycle and repair !"

"Wait, repairing stuff ? I don't know how to do that, I'm sorry."

The Mexican girl tried to leave but the thick eyebrowed male pulled her back, "No wait no ! I can teach you."

"I'm sorry, I'm not really for hands on work, it's not my thing."

"Yeah, tell his ass to stop touching you before I call the police," Dinah commented as she heard and vaguely saw what was going on, "Wait no, I lied. The police won't protect you, you're not white."

The boy put his hand into a fist, emphasizing his point, "Have you ever just felt the surge of powering from fixing something ? The pleasure tingling in you from doing it ?"

The Polynesian girl and the Mexican girl's faces both scrunched up in disgust. Dinah nearly didn't want to drive hearing that, "I'm sorry, but did he just say he got horny from fixing a bike ?"

The boy continued, "I just love the feeling. It's like I'm the boss, you know ?" He looked up at one of the bikes and licked his lips, "They can't withstand me."

"Oh my God. Eww. Eww. Oh my God. Ally take your headphones out and let me talk to him !" Dinah demanded, tried of this boy's mess. Done as told, the Mexican girl took her headphones from her device and handed the boy the phone, "Hi, how are you ?"

Shocked at the random phone in his hand and the beauty on the screen before him, his eyes went wide, "Umm, good thanks. How about you ?"

"A bit disgusted. You know, I just witnessed a man talk about getting horny from fixing bikes and seeming to have sex with them," Stopping the car, Dinah picked up her phone and looked at the boy, "Okay. I'm gonna go on a long run here and guess your name is Adam ?"

"Why yes. My name is actually Adam. Adam Irigoyen. How did you know ?"

The Polynesian girl smiled, "Every weird guy's name is Adam."

"Wait what ?"

"Give Ally back the phone," Awkwardly, Adam gave the Mexican girl back her device, "Ally get the hell out of there."

Not wasting a second, Ally sped walked out of the bicycle section right out back into the parking lot. The older girl sighed, "Getting a job is hopeless."

~~~

After many hours of walking around, Ally had gotten tired and frustrated at the fact that she couldn't even get a decent job. Luckily for her, Tori told her that when she finished she could head over to the HQ which wasn't that far.

Many minutes later, with damaged pride and aching feet, Ally stepped into the posh headquarters. All around her radiated fancy. For a very mediocre new restaurant, Tori did know how to showboat.

"Hi, are you here for an appointment ?" The secretary asked Ally out of nowhere, nearly scaring her half to death.

Turning around, Ally was met by a pretty brown eyed Hispanic woman, "Umm, I'm here to see Tori. I'm Ally."

"Oh Ms. Hernandez, Ms. Kelly has said many good things about you." The secretary smiled softly as she typed on her computer.

"She has ?"

"Yes, very much. You are as pretty as she described," The Hispanic woman stated in almost a flirty manner, "Luckily for you, you came on time. Right now she's meeting free, so if you want to see her, all you have to do is-"

Before she could finish, coming from particularly nowhere, ran in a white woman aggressively clicking her heels on the ground. The thick woman growled before yelling and violently throwing the coffee pot she had been holding on the marble floor. Both the secretary and Ally flinched at the random aggression. The woman screamed once more before turning and stomping away back to where she came from.

"Well you can follow her to get to Ms. Kelly." The secretary finished.

Ally's eyes widened, "Tori hired her ?"

"That's her assistant," Hearing yet another scream and item be broken, the secretary flinched, "I think you'd better go check if she's okay."

Nodding, Ally thanked the secretary, learning that her name was Selena and followed the assistant to see a trashed office. There in the middle stood a terrified Tori at the objects being thrown at her.

"Meghan ! Meghan calm down ! I'm sorry !" The blonde ducked as a stapler went soaring towards her head.

"The hell you are !" The thick woman grabbed the pencils from her desk and began lodging them towards Tori, "After all I did for you and you're gonna fire me ?!"

Awkwardly looking from above her desk, Tori responded, "You didn't do that good of a job so I have to let you go."

"Fuck you !" Meghan threw the whole pencil holder at Tori, the blonde quickly ducking again, "I loved you !"

"Oh my God." Ally muttered, seeing this take a completely unexpected turn.

Meghan belted out ugly sobs, "Why would you do this to me ? I'm not a bad person ! I'm all about that bass !"

"But I don't see any treble." Tori retorted only to earn, now pens being thrown in her direction.

"I did your work for you !"

"You didn't even know what nine times four was !"

Once again, another object went flying in Tori's direction, "I made you coffee every morning without having to ask !!"

The curly haired blonde's head popped up once again, "I never drank them ! Your coffee tasted like straight- SHIT !"

More and more objects were being thrown at Tori. Anything Meghan could get a hold of, she would throw. The girl even contemplated throwing Ally but decided against it. She didn't want to go back to jail.

Awkwardly, Ally made her way out of the room. Peeking her head from around the corner, Ally called out for Selena. The Hispanic woman looked up from her work to see the Mexican girl signaling for a security call.

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"For the love of God, why can't I just get a normal employee ?" Tori sighed as she held her head in her hands.

Ally rubbed the girl's back, "I'm sorry Tori."

"I'm sorry too Ally," The curly haired blonde sighed, peeking from one of her hands, "Did you know that has been my twelfth assistant ever since I started this company ?"

"Jeez. Why so many ?" The Mexican girl scrunched up her eyebrows.

"They all fall in love with me. I don't even do anything ! I just smile at them and it's like BOOM ! Some sort of unhealthy attraction. They all do bad and then when I fire them, they all break into an emotional fit. Most of them cry but Meghan was definitely a strange one," Tori reached for the cup of coffee which surprisingly not knocked down by the big girl's wrath. Taking a sip, she instantly regret it as she scrunched her face up, "For the love of God, her coffee is terrible."

"Here, lemme go get you some. You've had a rough day." Ally grabbed the coffee mug and went over to where she saw coffee earlier. After minutes of making it and adding what was necessary, Ally came back and gave the girl her mug.

Thanking the girl, Tori took the mug, "I just don't understand Ally. What is there to like about me ? I'm not saying I'm ugly but I don't do much. Does this look like the face of someone that does a lot ?"

The blonde pointed towards her face and smiled. Ally giggled and nodded her head. The tan girl's hand reached out and pinched Tori's cheeks playfully, "Aww how cute. Almost got me there too Tor."

"Ugh God, not you too please." Smiling, Tori picked up her mug and took a sip. Almost like miracle, the blonde girl felt everything around her turn into a bliss. Goodness that coffee was good. Heaven opened up. Angels sang upon her taste buds. Jesus gave her some dap and all. It had been so long since she had coffee that good.

Finally putting the mug down she stared at Ally wide eyed, "What kind of magic do you have to make coffee like that ?"

"My mom taught me to make it whenever she wasn't around and my dad needed a cup. The maids couldn't make it the way he liked it." Ally smiled.

"Thank God she showed you," Gratefully Tori took another sip, "You really need to make this for me more often."

A bright lightbulb switched on above Tori's head, making her eyes widen. The woman put the mug down and looked at Ally, "Ally what's nine times four ?"

"Thirty six, who doesn't know that ?" The girl answered easily.

"Meghan didn't," Tori turned towards the girl, looking at her deeply in the eye, "Do you know what to do if there's a paper jam ?"

"Open the printer and fix it. Did Meghan not know that either ?"

"Oh she did. She just never did it right," Finally standing up, Tori took a hold of Ally's hand and looked deeply in her eyes, "If I asked you, would you make that coffee for me again ?"

Ally laughed, "Well yeah of course. It takes nothing but five minutes."

"That's it. Ally can you please be my new assistant ? I really need one and you are the most sane of them all !" Desperately, Tori dropped down to her knees, hands shaking in Ally's.

The Mexican girl lifted the girl up from the floor, harder laughs leaving her pink lips, "Yes I'll be your new assistant. Just don't get on your knees about it."

"Oh thank you ! Thank you ! Thank you !" The blonde cheered. An overwhelming amount of happiness took over her body as she lifted up the smaller girl and twirled her around.

Ally had finally found a job.

Tori had finally found an assistant.

~~~

"I'm sorry fam you need to be at least 18 years old to-"

"Shut up and just give us the cones Michael. Jesus, you say this every time dude." Tori took her and Ally's cone. Both girl had decided to go out and celebrate. Ally on getting a new job and Tori on getting rid of that crazy woman.

Both girls sat upon Tori's car and looked up at the setting sun together. It had been a long day and tomorrow would be even longer, but they'd stick it out together.

Ally smiled as she thought about how much she'd accomplished in three days. She had managed to get a place to stay, a job, and made a new friend along the way. All had gone really well for the girl.

The Mexican girl looked over at her curly haired friend, very occupied in her ice cream cone. Ally chuckled and took her phone out snapping a picture. Hearing the camera flicker, Tori looked over at Ally like a deer caught in headlights.

The younger girl threw her head back in laughter at her friend. Tori truly was a character.

"Hey you can't be taking pictures of people and not expect them to react that way. Come on Ally, let me flick you up real quick."

The brunette furrowed her eyebrows, "Flick me up ?"

"DMV slang, you'll learn it eventually. Now lemme take a picture of you."

The blonde girl stuck her hand out awaiting the device. Sheepishly, Ally handed the girl her phone and on started the photoshoot. Both girls giggled at the silliness of the two but nonetheless enjoyed their little fantasy photo shoot.

Getting her phone back, Ally smiled at one particular picture knowing she was going to post it. After adding filters, Ally put the final caption to her picture.

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Guess who's employed AND has ice cream ? 😛🍦

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