"Look Jake, I told you that I was going to the party last night. I'm still going and you're not stopping me."
Meredith was furious. She just about had all she could take from Jake. She knew she was real close to telling him where to shove it. Meredith never put up with anyone's crap, and expecially not from some stupid boy. She had been dating Jake for 4 months now. He acted like he had posession of her 24/7 and never let her do anything by herself. It was like he couldn't trust her.
She hung up the phone before he could protest, and began getting back to work. Her $6 an hour job at the gas station was barely cutting it. It wasn't even minimum wage! Meredith didn't understand why she had to work this lame job. Her mother was upper class and never approved of anything she did, but she approved of this? This job had no excitement once so ever. Besides the occasional hot guys that would come in to pick up cigarettes, or pay for gas to put in their expensive cars.
As she stocked the shelves throughout the isles, she heard the bell chime.
"Just a second." She groaned as she got up and began walking to the front of the station.
"How may I..." She froze as she felt blue orbs devour into her. "...Help you." She manage to get out.
"Uh, I need two packs of Marlboro Lights and this..." He said as he put up a case of Miller Lite.
"Oh...Uh...Right. Would that be all?" She said as she turned around to get the cigarettes. Great. I have to bend down and get them. She thought as she did so. She could tell his eyes were strictly on her. When she bent back up, she set them up on the counter and quickly checked him out.
"Your total is $34.25." She said as she quicky examined him from head to toe over the counter, while he reached for his wallet. He had 'Bad Boy' written all over his face, and she could tell. He got out his card and swiped it, and Meredith threw his stuff in a bag and grabbed his recipt.
"Have a Great day." She told him as she handed him his stuff.
"You too Babe." He winked as he made his way out of the store and into his Mustang GT.
"Hot damn." She said to herself as she quickly collected herself, and went back to her job. The party was over.
Or so she thought.
This is a story I had thought up awhile back. I might continue this if I get people who are interested in it. I do not think smoking or drinking is good for you, but it's part of the characters. Hopefully soon that addiction will go away. Please review and tell me what you think. I would love to know! (; && Normally the chapters would be much longer, but I included a short authors note, && just a short epilogue.