(A/N) Hey, thanks to the first reviewer of this story. Trust me, this one will be much, much better.
Spinelli's POV
TJ and I had newspapers of all kinds looking for jobs.
We searched them all and couldn't find one job.
"Maybe we should try out any of these jobs and then choose one we really like." TJ suggested.
I nodded. "Sure."
I closed my eyes and randomly picked a job closing my eyes. I opened my eyes and read what I pointed at. I read it and then looked at it in disgrace.
"You gotta be kidding me." I said unenthusiastically.
"What? What is it?" TJ asked looking to see what my finger landed on.
He burst into laughs.
"Shut-up!" I yelled.
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"So, yeah. I'd like to take this job." I said unenthusiastically.
"Great, okay. Get up and let us see you." The lady smiled.
I stood up and let them take a look at me while I blushed.
"Yes, very nice."
…
For the rest of the day I sat waiting with the other people who interviewed for the job. It soon narrowed down to five people. Unfortunately for me, it was the worse girls of all time.
Ashley T and B and the worse, Ashley A and Q.
"Well, if it isn't Miss Spinelli!" The Ashley's giggled.
"Excuse me," I interrupted their laughter.
"What Miss Spinelli?"
"It's not Miss Spinelli, it's Mrs. Detweiler." I smiled proudly.
The girls gasped.
"You mean..." Ashley B started.
"Yep."
"You and TJ?" Ashley Q asked.
"Yep."
"Let's see the ring." Ashley A ran over to me grabbing my left hand.
"Oh...Scandalous!" They all laughed staring at the ring on my finger.
I pulled my hand away from theirs.
"So, what are you planning to do with your life?" Ashley T asked.
I went quiet. I didn't know what I wanted to do in life with TJ. What do we do after this point? Marriage was just the start, but what comes after?
The doors opened stopping my train of thought.
"We couldn't decide on all five of you as you are as pretty as each other so we've suggested a fashion line were the five of you will be the stars modelling the clothes. We'll call it, Little Miss Ashley." The lady smiled.
I went into horror.
"Oh, Scandalous!" The Ashley's said.
"I'm out." I said walking out.
"Hey, wait!" The men called but I stormed out of the room.
No way was I working with these divas everyday of my life.
No, I'm out.
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Next day I chose a job as a sales girl. I would set up a stall in a mall and I would attract costumers.
Except when I tried that well...I sorta scared the costumers away when the guys tried taking me out.
After that I tried to be a cook in a family restaurant. But I can't cook so I burned food.
And after that, I became a helper behind a bar. But I kept telling the costumers to beat it when I was drunk, unexpectedly that is.
I became a test subject as well but when they put a skin crème on me, I broke out in a rashes.
I took up small jobs each day.
I finally gave up the last couple of days.
"Maybe you should stay home as a house wife?" TJ suggested feeling sorry for me.
"Yeah, sure." I said with sorrow.
TJ got a job as a shopkeeper of a small shop.
I decided to go visit him.
"Hey, Teej!" I smiled walking through the door.
"Spins, what you doing here?" TJ asked shocked.
"We need some food in the house." I smiled.
"Right." TJ nodded.
I grabbed all that we needed and could buy.
"Here," I sighed giving TJ the money.
"Still looking for a job?"
"Yeah," I sighed.
TJ sighed too.
"Well, I'll be going now." I sighed. "Probably give Gretch a ring or something."
"'Kay! Tell her I said hi!" TJ shouted as I waved buy to him.
I kept walking when I went past a café with a sign, HELP WANTED! On it. I walked over and entered.
"Excuse me," I smiled as I walked through.
"Welcome." A girl smiled.
"I am here about the help wanted sign."
TJ's POV
I walked into the house to find it quiet. No one greeted me at the door and there was nothing burning in the kitchen.
"Spinelli!" I called out.
No reply. The only thing to show she was in was the grocery's she bought today.
I hung up my coat when suddenly, the door opened, banging the side of the wall and Spinelli ran at me smiling, jumping up on me.
"I GOTTA JOB!"