Author's Note- Hey, thanks to everyone who reviewed, so in return, here's the 1st chapter! BTW-school's almost over, so I can update my stories more often! R&R!!
The Gregory House
Kristen's Bedroom
Saturday-9:35 A.M.
"Get up!" was the first thing I heard, my covers flying off of my head. I groaned and turned around, trying to block the sunlight that was blinding me. I peeked at my clock. Yeah, it was Saturday, and that meant I could sleep for as long as I want.
"Get up!" the loud commanding voice of my mother jolted me out of my thoughts. She slapped my leg and that made me instantly awake.
"What?" I exclaimed, glaring at my mom. I was really annoyed that she was waking me up this early.
"It's time for you to get a job."
"Why? Isn't already bad enough that I have to go to stupid summer school?" I complained, gesturing to the stack of homework that was lying on my desk. Seriously, what kind of summer schools gave out homework? "I'm only fifteen!" I whacked myself with the pillow. See what I have to go through everyday? I had just gotten used to going to summer school and then my mom just had to give me another surprise. I buried under the blankets, refusing to get up.
"If you don't get up in the next ten seconds, I will tell all your friends the real reason why you didn't go with them on the trip." My mom threatened.
I panicked. Not only was my mother a total over-bearing, way outdate, and freakishly protective woman. She also had to be a blackmailer.
"10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3…" my mom continued counting. "2…"
At the last second, I whipped off my covers and jumped out of bed. "Why don't I just go work at Starbuck's or something?" I grumbled, not even wanting to try to look for jobs.
My mom shook her head. "No, not unless you've already checked out every available job." With that said, my mom left my room.
I sighed and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was a complete mess and my eyes were very red. Well, that's what you get after staying up so late trying to finish your homework. I laughed, what would Massie do if she saw me like this? Speaking of Massie, my cell phone suddenly started ringing. It was Massie.
"Hey, Massie," I greeted.
"Hey, we're going to the mall soon, so we're going to pick you up in ten minutes."
I frowned, "Sorry, Mass, I can't. My mom is forcing me to find a job today."
"Ooh, a job! What kind?" Massie was completely interested.
I shrugged, "I don't know yet and that's why I need help."
"We can help you!" Massie chirped,
"Really?"
"Yup, of course, it'll be so much fun!" Massie said.
"Ok, cool, come over to my house in ten minutes." With that said, I quickly closed my cell phone and started changing. I combed my hair and brushed my teeth. I then shoved all my summer homework into the drawers of my desk. Within minutes, I heard the doorbell ring. I bounded downstairs and eagerly opened the door. There they were, my best friends. Massie was holding a giant makeup bag. I quizzically looked at it.
"I thought I should bring it here since we're not going to the mall." Massie explained.
I shrugged, "Ok, sure,"
"Hi, Mrs. Gregory," my friends all greeted.
"Hello, everyone!" my mom turned towards me. "Why didn't you tell me your friends were coming over?"
I shrugged, "It was totally last minute."
"Well, I'm going to go make some chocolate chip cookies now."
"Yay!" Dylan cheered,
Everyone rolled their eyes and I led them upstairs to my room. I scooped up my tennis magazines and set them in my drawer. Dylan sat down on my bed, immediately flipping through my other magazine, Seventeen. I grabbed my laptop and sat down on my bed next to Dylan. I got to Google and typed in 'jobs for teenagers' and immediately a gazillion results. I slowly clicked on the first one and it was about working at some weird farm place where you get to play with pigs, chickens, sheep, and many more animals like that. Oh, what fun that would be. She went back and clicked on the second link. This was about babysitting. I frowned, I was not good with kids, never had been, never will. I groaned and looked at the endless list of available jobs. How would I ever find anything? I clicked on something that said 'Be a assistant for celebrities!'
"You should totally do this!" Massie exclaimed, "It would be so much fun!"
"Yeah," I uncertainly said, "but there's a slight problem…I can't do this type of thing. I have no skills whatsoever."
"Don't worry, I can teach you!"
I smiled, "Thanks but I still don't think I'm can do this."
"Fine!" Massie huffed, as I clicked back to the previous page.
There were more babysitting ads, working at musement pakrs, dog walking jobs. There was an endless amount of jobs. There were way too many to get through. I was scrolling quickly through the pages and was just about to give up when something at the bottom caught my eye. 'Be a tennis assistant in many ways!' I eagerly clicked on that. I read more details and soon I was feeling pretty lucky. I smiled; Massie immediately knew what was up.
"Are you seriously considering getting that job?" Massie asked.
I nodded, "Yeah,"
Massie groaned, "Why? Do you want to be wearing tacky khakis with polos 24/7?"
"Hey," Alicia objected, "polos aren't weird and tacky, especially when they're Ralph Lauren."
Massie rolled her eyes, "Whatever, you know what I mean." She faced Kristen, "Seriously, do you really want to be sweating outside in the boiling sun repeatedly picking up balls? Wouldn't you prefer staying inside an air-conditioned building and making people prettier?"
I shrugged, "I actually don't really mind doing all that."
"Oh, puh-lease, give me a break. No one wants to be out there being a ball person." Massie scoffed.
I sighed dreamily, "I want this job." I had thought about it. If I got this job, it could then possibly lead me to the top like all the other pro players. It couldn't hurt to try, right?
"Earth to Kristen Gregory!" Massie snapped.
I ignored Massie and grabbed my phone. I dialed the phone number that was listed and waited for someone to pick up. I glanced up at my friends who all had disappointed looks on their faces, but made no move to stop me.
"Hello?" a bored voice on the other line picked up.
"Hi, I was interested about the available jobs you guys had." I said.
There was a slight pause. "Uh, ok, who do you want to serve?"
"Maria Sharapova," I instantly said,
"Sorry, she's already taken." The lady replied in a monotone voice.
"Ok, how about Serena or Venus Williams?" I asked,
"Nope, they're taken too."
I groaned, "Who's left then?"
"There's Andy Roddick, Roger Federe, and Kyle Parker."
Kyle Parker! The name sounded very familiar. Where had I heard it before? I remembered the picture of a super hot teenage guy in my magazine. He was apparently like the youngest pro tennis player. I wanted him. "Kyle Parker,"
"Tell you what. I'll just give you Andy Roddick." The lady asked.
"What? But you said Kyle Parker was available!" I protested, "That's not fair!"
Massie arched her eyebrow. Do you want me to talk to her? Alicia mouthed to me. I nodded and handed the phone to her.
"Ok, listen up, jerk. You better give my friend what she wants or else I'll sue your ass and get you fired." Alicia yelled, "That wouldn't be too good, would it?" There was a long pause. "That's right. So thanks for Kyle Parker." Alicia smiled and handed the phone back to me.
"Hi, so my name's Kristen Gregory and I'm fifteen turning sixteen soon." I said.
"Ok, now just fax me your resumé." The lady instructed.
"Uhh," I stalled, I didn't have a resumé. "Ok, I'll send it to you later."
The lady just grumbled and hung up.
"Is everything all set?" Claire asked.
I half nodded, "Yeah, except for one small thing…I don't have a resumé and I need to send one."
Massie smiled, "Don't worry, we can make you one in one time."
"Really?"
"Yeah, as a matter of fact, we'll make it right now." Massie took my laptop and typed in 'resumé form' on Google. She then clicked on the first link. She filled in the basic information for me and then moved on to the harder things.
"What are your previous jobs?" Massie asked me.
"Um, how about babysitting, Starbuck's…" I started listing. Just then, my mom came in with a plate of cookies.
"Did you just say Starbuck's, Kristen?" my mom asked, setting the plate of cookies down and crossing her hips.
"Um, yeah," I said, "I was just telling them what you said to me."
Massie nodded and quickly minimized the screen. Dylan quickly snatched up a cookie.
"Ok," my mom nodded, "I'll be downstairs if you guys need anything else." My mom left my room. We continued on my resumé and before long, my resumé was done and it looked pretty good. I quickly faxed the resumé and waited for any sign of confirmation. My phone suddenly rang. "Hello?" I picked up.
"Miss Gregory, I have received your resumé." The same lady told me.
"Great!" I said.
"Yeah, yeah, so you start Monday at 9 sharp." The lady said. "Don't be late or else you're fired."
"I won't," I promised, "thanks." I hung up and faced my friends. "Ok, so I start next Monday at 9 exactly."
My friends congratulated me and hugged me.
"Now you totally need a new outfit for your first day at work!" Massie smiled, "Which means we're hitting the mall tomorrow!"
All the girls cheered. "Be right back," I told them. I left my room and went downstairs to tell my mom the news. "I got a job!" I announced proudly.
"Good, what is it?" my mom asked.
"I'm going to be an assistant for Kyle Parker!" I squealed.
My mom nodded approvingly. "Nice work, Kristen, I'm so proud of you." she gave me a hug.
"Thanks, mom," I said, "Now can I have some money to go shopping tomorrow?"
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