Snippet #1907862

"I'm not 10 years old anymore!" Erica glared straight through her Mother as they went through their usual fight. She knew the exact outcome of every argument they'd had, and will have, but she always made sure to get her point across of how unfair she thought it was. Other than that one little rule, Erica loved her parents and found it difficult to disobey them, which is why her relationship status had not once ever changed.

Moments later, Erica pulled out of her driveway in her small red car her parents helped her buy after always occupying their own. She turned left at the upcoming corner and continued on driving until she reached a line of tiny boutiques, where she could buy a new much-needed pair of shorts and possibly a new swimsuit. After going through most of the stores, she finally headed back to her parked car with a pair of black shorts, and unfortunately, no swimsuit. She threw the bag into the backseat of her car while buckling herself into the front seat.

Now what.

Having most of her friends either away or working part-time, Erica realized she would need to find something to occupy her time with.

"You're back!" The lady working at the till of a small surf shop smiled at her. "Yup, I just can't stay away!" Erica laughed. "Are you by any chance hiring?"

"As a matter of fact, we are. Most of our employees have gone on some sort of vacation leaving me and one other to run the store. Want an application?"

"Please." Erica smiled, taking a piece of paper and pen from the girl and then sat down on a chair to fill it out.

Name? Erica Moretti. Age? 17. Any work experience? No. Work habits, Skills, Available Times... Done.

"Here you go." She smiled again, handing the finished application back. The girl working at the till took it and read over it. "Great. When can you start?"

Erica seemed shock, had she not expected to get hired at a place that was desperate for workers? I guess not. "Um, now!" The girl took her to the back and explained the basics and afterwards teaching her how to use the cashier. "My names Julie, by the way!" Julie grinned. "Glad we could have you, you could start off by putting the clothing from that rack over by the change rooms away."

"Okay!" And Erica was off on her first day of work.