Hey, all you non existent fans, this is the first installment of what I hope will be a series. This is my first story , so it likely won't be perfect, however, don't shy away from criticism, as that is the only way I can become a good writer. Thanks! Hope you enjoy. (Also, don't worry, not every chapter will be this short.)
I awoke late in the morning as the hot summer sun shined bright through the window. " oh Christ! I'm late!" I thought as I scrambled out of bed and to my feet. I threw on a pair of pants and a plain white T-shirt and dashed for the door. After all, no one wants to be late on their first day at work. Mom, can you drive me to work? I'm already late and there is no way I'm walking that far." I said to my mother who had been drinking her morning coffee. She grabbed her keys and about 10 minutes later, I was at work. I entered the building to see two workers already serving pizza to the children. They were a guy around 17 and, a girl who was somewhere in her early 20's. I ran to the back room and grabbed my uniform, a white button down shirt with bright green vertical stripes running down it and a red clip on bow tie. I ran out and greeted some of the children and my co-workers. " Hey." I said to the guy in the yellow striped shirt " I'm Myles. Sorry to keep you guys waiting, my alarm didn't go off this morning." "Hey man, how's it going?" He said as if he had known me for years " my name is Alex, it's nice to meet you, dude." He outstretched his hand and I shook it with glee that I was making new friends. I'd never really had many friends before... "Hey dude, can you take this pizza to table 6, my hands are kinda full here." I looked at the Pizza he had on the tray, and then looked down at the table of hungry, overly exited children. " yea, sure man" I said as I swiftly picked the tray up and brought it to its destination. Finally, I had a job, and an easy one at that.