Disclaimer: I do not own Hamtaro

This is my very first fanficion. Please enjoy. (It's probably not that good b/c I suck at writing)

Every choice you make, you make a turn, every turn you take, it takes you to a consequence. Face that consequence or regret it forever.

"I wonder if Mom will need this…" Sandy was holding a head of lettuce

"They look pretty fresh to me. Oh well, it's better than nothing!" Sandy gathered the rest of the groceries and paid the counter lady. Sandy headed out the shop and started walking toward home. Sandy looked at her red cell phone checking if anyone had called.

"Why wouldn't anyone want to call me? I'm such a failure…" Sandy wasn't looking where she was going and bumped into 2 girls.

"Sorry." Sandy murmured, trying to avoid eye contact.

"It's okay." The 2 girls were about Sandy's age. One had beautiful white hair tied into pigtails with blue ribbons. She had on a white blouse, blue skirt, and heels. The other one had blonde hair that was loosely tied in a ponytail. She was also wearing a blouse but had a pink tie with a matching pink skirt. Also she had the same black heels and the white haired one. They quickly walked away giggling and started talking about something "important" to them.

"I guess girls cute as that can get jobs anywhere they want." Sandy quickly walked away and went home. "I'm back!"

"Sandy! That was pretty quick!" Sandy's mom said as she was still sitting down the living room couch.

"Do you want me to put the groceries on the kitchen counter?"

"Yeah, I'll make some stew for tonight."

"Okay, I'll be in my room if you need me." As Sandy went upstairs the phone rang and she hurried up to her room. She quickly picked up the phone.

"I bet it's a girl looking for Stan, again…." Sandy thought. "Stan's not here right now so please try again." She said to the other line.

"Excuse me? I was looking for… let's see Sandy Torahamu."

"This is she."

"I'm from the company you've interviewed 2 days ago."

"Oh." Sandy said as she wasn't going to expect anything. "How did I do?"

"I'm sorry; you weren't accepted for the job opening."

"It's okay, thanks again bye." Sandy hung up the phone. And then plopped herself onto her bed.

"This is the 6th time I've tried to get a job! Has the world gone insane?" Then Sandy rolled over so she was facing the wall. "Why can't I find a job that can help me family?" Sandy said as small tears came out of her eyes. Sandy quickly got back up to her feet. She took out on old box from under her bed. She dusted it off and opened it.

"Hello my old friend." Sandy took out the ribbon Stan had given her. She turned on some music and started twirling her ribbon. She leaped from her bed and jumped back down, and twirling her ribbon at the same time. Knock Knock! Suddenly Sandy's mom came inside her room.

"Sandy please, we both know that you don't have time to be playing around with your ribbon. Please look for more job openings." Sandy's mom said with a sad impression on her face. Then she left. Sandy looked at her ribbon once more.

"Maybe I can… just for another minute." Sandy raised her arm and twirled it again. Suddenly the door opened.

"I'm sorry! I'll put it away!" Sandy said as she was closing her eyes and trying to hide her ribbon.

"What are you talking about?" A familiar voice said.

"Stan?" Sandy said as she slowly opened her eyes. "STAN!"

"Yeah, who else would it be?" Stan said with a huge grin. Sandy ran up to him and hugged him tightly.

"Where were you? I was waiting for a call everyday!"

"I was…. around…. doing work…."

"Stan!"

"I'm kidding! I have a job as a lifeguard at the pool."

"There's no time to play around! We desperately need money right now! We need to pay off the debt that Father never paid."

"Don't worry! I have 2 surprises. Sandy sit down." Stan said as he sat down on Sandy's bed."

"Breathes what is it?"

"I found the perfect job for you. The job interviews tomorrow at 2pm. Luckily, it's Saturday tomorrow. It'll be held at Crystal Palace."

"Stan wait, what the job?"

"Modeling."

"Wait, what! Are you kidding me?" Sandy said surprised.

"No. Sandy, listen to me."

"As your older brother, take this advice, we need the money and I got the interview for you so that we can finally pay off the debt. Please Sandy; don't do this for me, but for Mother."

"First of all, I was pretty happy you got the job interview for me. And second, I wouldn't never done this job for you. And lastly third, what's the second surprise?"

"Oh come downstairs. I need to get it out of my suitcase."

"Okay." Sandy was about to go downstairs but then her cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Sandy sweetie, this is Mr. Brown." Mr. Brown is an old man who takes care of the small bookstore and the corner of Starlight Ave.

"Mr. Brown! Is there something you needed?"

"No not really, it's just that I thought today was you shift at the store. Do you want me to get someone else to take over your shift?"

"Mr. Brown! I completely forgot! I'll be right there. Bye." Sandy quickly ran downstairs where Stan and her mom were waiting.

"Sandy, I'm going to say my big announcement." Stan said.

"Oh…. Stan, can we do that at dinner time? I have to go fill my shift."

"Okay."

"I'll see at 8. Bye." Sandy quickly ran out the door. In no time, she was inside Mr. Brown's bookstore.

"Mr. Brown! I'm here."

"Sandy, good you're here. Honey, I need you to put these books on the shelves." Mr. Brown said as he pointed at a stack of books.

"Okay." Sandy got 5 books or more and went to the biography section. As she was putting her books away, Sandy saw a book on past gymnasts. She staring reading the book and was hooked on it.

"Wow, these people were really good." Sandy said under her breath.

"Excuse me." A young man said.

"Ah! Yes!" Sandy said surprisingly.

"Can you tell me where the Chemistry Section is?" He had chocolate colored hair and had a green vest on with tan colored pants.

"Yeah." Sandy was walking in front of him as she was leading him toward the section. Ba-dump Ba-dump Sandy's heart started beating fast. "He sure is good looking. I wonder if he's a professor or something like that. My heart won't stop beating, I wonder if my face is beet red." Sandy said in her thoughts.

"Here it is."

"Thank you." He said with a warm smile. He started looking at the books. Sandy was pretending that she was sorting books, but was staring at him.

"He looks familiar. But no one in particular. I wonder if…."

"Excuse me." The young man called again.

"Yes?"

"Can you do me a favor?" The young man asked.