"Ugh, six already," I said as I turned off my alarm clock. "Time for work. Joy."
Even though my parents had me set for life, I liked my job. I worked at the local super market with a bunch of my friends. This way I got out of the house, I got to see my friends, and I had my own source of income.
Once I was awake, I washed my face and flat ironed my hair. I pulled it back into a ponytail before I put on light eyeliner and lip-gloss. I slipped on a pair of faded blue jeans, out light blue work polo, and a pair of light blue and grey -checkered vans.
Once I was ready to go, I stopped by the kitchen and grabbed a chocolate and peanut butter granola bar.
Today I decided to take my truck instead of my mustang. It was a black Ford F250 that I loved and had worked so hard to get my parents to let me get it.
I was at work in a matter of minutes and once I had clocked in, I opened up my register.
"Hey Joe," I said as he opened his register right behind mine.
"Hey Megan, how was your weekend?" He asked as I sat on the conveyer belt at his register.
"Mine was good, I got to hang out with the guys since they got back from their tour, and I met this girl, Amy, and she's really cool and she's actually taking me to a Cute Is What We Aim For concert tonight," I told him. "How about yours?"
"Mine was lame compared to yours. You are so lucky. I am jealous," he said.
"Well you never know, I might be able to bring you back a surprise," I told him.
"Haha, I knew I loved you for a reason," Joe said as he gave me a hug.
"Haha, I love you too," I told him.
"Megan you're on kart duty this afternoon," our manager Mark told me as I rolled my eyes.
"Can't wait," I said as I jumped off Joe's conveyer belt and stood at my register.
Everyone hated kart duty. I meant you got to wear the awesome bright orange vest and try to collect all of the karts without hitting any cars. With my luck though, the karts wouldn't move no matter how hard I would push them and then they wouldn't stop once they would move. Plus, you had no one to talk to while you were out there.
The day had gone by slowly and we didn't have many customers so Joe and I talked most of the day.
"Well, I guess I'll see you later," I said as I looked at the clock, 11:30.
"Have fun pushing karts," Joe said sarcastically as I went to the workroom and grabbed the bright orange vest.
I was putting up the last of the karts as Joe walked out.
"Have fun at the concert," he said giving me a hug.
"I will, I'll bring you something," I told him.
Once I had put up those karts, I went back inside to put up the vest and clock out.
On the way back to my house, I had a sudden urge to put color in my hair. So I made a quick call to my hair stylist, Jacob, and he was open so I made a u-turn and headed to the salon, which wasn't that far away.
"Hello darling how have you been?" Jacob asked as I sat down in a chair.
"I've been great, how about yourself?" I asked as I flipped though a hair magazine.
"I've been good, not to crazy. What are you doing today?" he asked,
"Well, I love my style, I just want a trim, and I was thinking some electric blue streaks," I told him.
"I think that is a great idea, bold, but good," he said as he made a quick trip to the back room to get the dye and anything else he would need.
By 12:30 my hair looked amazing and I was thanking Jacob before I headed home.
Once I got home I invited Amy over so we could get ready together before we went to pick up her friend Lexie who was going with us.
"I love your hair," Amy said as I met her at the front door.
"Thanks I got it done earlier," I told her as I lead her up to my room.
"Dear God, your house is huge," she said.
"Yea, its sad, I get lost some times," I told her.
"Haha nice," she said as I walked over to my closet.
I picked out a pair of black leggings, a long gray tank top, a slightly shorter silver sequined tank top, a black, leather vest, and knee high leather boots.
Amy was in a pair of black skinny jeans, layered neon tank tops, and black knee high converse that had neon paint splatters on it.
Amy flat ironed her hair while I curled mine into loose waves. I put on eyeliner, mascara, and cherry cap stick, and then it was time for us to go pick Lexie up from school and head to the concert.
By the time we made it to Lexis's high school it was 3:30. I was only a matter of minutes before we saw Lexie emerge from the crowd of students.
"Hey, hop in," Amy said as I slid into the back seat of the convertible.
"I'm Lexie," she said as she threw her bag down by her feet.
"Megan," I said as we shook hands.
"So are you all ready to go see Cute Is What We Aim For?" Amy asked as we pulled out of the parking lot filled with high school kids.
"Heck yes!" I yelled as we turned on the radio and blasted the music.
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We had been driving for half an hour and still had another twenty minutes to go as we switched out CDs. The road we were driving on had been going on forever and I swear I had only seen maybe two or three other cars.
"Amy, you do know you have to put you foot on the gas for the car to go," Lexie said as the car slowed and cam to a stop.
"I am," Amy said as she tried restarting the car several times.
"You have got to be kidding me," Amy said as she gave p on the car. "Who knows how long it is going to be to get someone out here, let alone someway for us to get to the concert."
"Well, first lets call a repair man and we can go from there," I told Amy as she got her phone out.
"He said he would be here in fifteen minutes. So now we just need to find someone to give us a ride to the concert," Amy said, "Because I'm going weather I have to walk or not."
"Haha, well before you start walking let me call Martin and see if he can give us a ride," I said as I grabbed my phone and dialed his number.
"Hey Megan, what's up?" Martin said answering the phone.
"Hey, I was wondering if you would do me a huge favor," I told him.
"Sure, what do you need," he said.
"Amy's car broke down, and we kinda need a ride to the concert," I told him.
"No problem, it will get me out of playing video games for a while," he said with a laugh.
"Thank you SO much," I told him.
I gave him directions before hanging up the phone.
"Our ride should be here shortly," I told them as we sat back in the car.
Twenty minutes later Amy's car was on the way to a repair shop and me, Amy, Lexie, and Martin were on the road again.
"Thank you so much," I told Martin as we all gave him a hug as we got out at the entrance to the arena.
"No problem, just let me know when you all get out," he said.
"Will do," I told him as we went inside.
The concert had been amazing. They sang all of the songs that we loved and they threw out free t-shirts which me and Lexie both got but mine was going to go to Joe since I promised him something.
Once the concert was over me, Amy, and Lexie bought random stuff from the merch booth and went over to the meet and greet table.
We were all so excited when Martin picked us up.
"It was so amazing and they sounded great," I started as the three of us went on telling Martin every little detail about the night.
I could tell he wasn't paying to much attention to what we were saying but we continued to retell our story of the night all the way home.