DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters except the bartender! And I don't own Clamp…except I got this penny!

W/E enjoy

The bell above the door rang as I stepped into the store. I went up to one of the cashier's and asked for some change. He gave me an odd look but handed me two $20, one $5, three dollar bills and 8 quarters. I walked back outside to the bright day. I sat down on the bench to wait for the 3:00 bus. As I sat there, my mind wandered…

I was walking home slowly from school. The weather was lovely but my mood was not. I was feeling scared. Scared of going home to him, my father. The wind picked up and blew my auburn hair covering my emerald eyes. My arm and leg was hurting. Not from writing or running. Not at all.

I reached my house soon. It was well built yellow house with a white roof and huge oak doors. The wide windows were flung open to let in the fresh spring air. I opened the door to find my father waiting. "There you are!" he yelled.

"What?" I asked. I wasn't in the mood right now to argue with him.

"Don't talk back to me!" he yelled and slapped me. It stung as my cheek turned red. I wanted so badly to hit him back…but I couldn't. I had the energy to but for some reason something held me back. "You troublesome child!" he yelled again and slapped my other cheek. Both of my cheeks were stinging as my auburn hair hung over my face, covering up my emerald eyes. The emerald eyes which were threatening to spill tears.

"Stop…Please," begged my mother. Her gray eyes were in tears. She was sitting on the floor, her cheeks red. He had been beating her. My abusive father was beating her while waiting for me to come home. I can't believe it. With all my strength, I punched my father in the jaws.

"You know what? I'm sick and tired of this! If I'm such a big mistake then maybe I should leave!" I shouted at him. I rushed upstairs to my bedroom. I took my pink NIKE book bag and shoved some clothes into it. I then rushed downstairs. "Oh yeah! You're a disgrace to be called my father!" I sneered at him. His face stunned and angry at the same time. Not wanting anymore, I walked out of the door quickly not looking back. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran to the nearest bus station and sat on the bench they had. The next bus came at 3:00. Only 2:40. I searched my pants for some pocket money and found $50. My mother had handed me this on my birthday which I kept in my pocket since then.

It was 2:59 as I saw the big blue bus appear down the street. It stopped slowly in front of me as the blue doors opened. I got in. The dropped in my eight quarters and looked around. There was an old lady sleeping and a sharp looking man. That was it. I headed toward the back and sat down. I got out my pink I-POD and started playing the music as the bus passed many stores. A sign caught my attention. It was a huge blue sign. "HELP WANTED! PIECES IS LOOKING FOR A NEW BARTENDER. WOULDN'T YOU WANT TO WORK IN THE NEWEST, MOST POPULAR CLUB IN THIS CITY?" She quickly rushed off the bus and there it was, Pieces. I walked in to find many people there sitting and drinking. I walked over to the bartender. "Hi. Um…I'm…uh…looking for…uh…the manager," I said. The words wouldn't come out right and instead of my regular voice it came out as a squeak. My cheeks turned red at the sound of my voice.

"I'm the manager Gus. How may I help you?" he asked giving me a smile. He might look tough but he's voice sounded soft and kind.

"I would like to apply for the bartender job," I said back to my regular voice.

"I see," he said, "Follow me".

Ok that is the end of this chapter…it'll be longer somehow

No flames plz! Im very stressed out at school!