Running With Scissors
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I thrust my hands into my black jacket and stared at the enormity of the building in front of me. I narrowed my eyes, cursing myself for the mess I was in. I felt a push on my shoulder.
"Let's go Eli. You better hope they let you in after all the shit you've been causing." Bullfrog glared at me.
I guess I should back track a little. Eli Goldsworthy's the name. And yeah I guess my dad's right. I have been causing a lot of shit to go down. You would too if your best friend joined a gang, your parents were in the middle of a divorce, and your ex girlfriend dumped you for said best friend that joined said gang. So here I was standing in front of my only shot at community service. A summer camp. That's right I get to spend my entire summer watching fucking bratty kids whine and complain about crap. My life is so much fun.
I walked through the double doors of the building, stopping in front of a huge desk. A woman with dark hair was scolding some kid behind the counter in Spanish. Fuck my life.
"Oh hi." She stopped her ministrations as she took notice of us.
"Hi there," My father grinned, "This is Eli. We have an appointment with John. You site supervisor I believe."
"He's in his office down that hallway on the right. Just knock on the door." She smiled genuinely.
The next thing I knew I was seated in an uncomfortable blue cushioned chair in front of 'John'.
"So Eli. Do you have any questions about your position here?" John gave me a stare down. I could tell he was a bit apprehensive about hiring someone who's next step was probably jail if community service didn't work out.
"Nope." I sighed.
"John." A concerned female's voice rang through the room.
I swiveled in my chair to see a girl standing in the doorway. Her auburn curls pulled back into a pony tail. She wore a purple staff shirt and khaki shorts. She was strikingly pretty with ice blue eyes. She also seemed out of breath.
"Yes Clare?" John's eyebrow raised in question to her behavior.
"Luke punched Caleb. It's pretty bad."
John was out of his seat like lightening, "Clare can you escort Eli and his father to the door?"
"Of course." She replied promptly.
My dad and I followed the pale beauty to the door.
"Sorry to be rude. I didn't introduce myself. My name is Clare. You must be Eli." Clare gave a tired smile and held her hand out to me to shake.
I glanced at her outstretched hand, "Pleasure."
A sharp jab in the ribs and I was shaking the milky white skin of Clare's hand.
"Hope you like working here." She gave us an odd look.
"I'm sure Eli will enjoy it. Won't you Eli?" My father gave me a sharp look.
"Of course." I mumbled.
"It was nice meeting you Miss Clare. See you around." My father gave her a cheeky smile. I rolled my eyes.
As we strode out the door, I gave one final glance to Clare. She was bending down to talk to some kid. She kind of had a nice ass. I guess if anything that would be a nice distraction.
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So this is my new story. Kind of got the idea at work today. Any guess to where I work? Haha. I like the idea of telling it from Eli's POV. It gives something new to try. Obviously me being a female it's a little hard to figure out how a male's mind would work. Especially through Eli's eyes. R&R to tell me how I'm doing. If I'm being too much of a girl with my writing or what not. Enjoy! :)
