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Hi it's Tash here! I'm making an entirely new story and i'm going to put a lot of effort into this one. So here it is.... ................................................................ "It's often just enough to be with someone. I don't need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You're not alone." -Marilyn Monroe ................................................................ My name is Mariah Richardson. I am 28 years old and I work at a nightclub called Pulse. Basically my job means I mix drinks and serve the customers etc. It is 1990 and I live in Los Olivos, California. It's a small town where everyone knows everyone. A few years ago, we all heard Michael Jackson had bought a house about 8 miles north of our small community. It was big news and for a while, everyone crowded around his gates, hoping to catch a glimpse of the mega star. But the hype died down after a few years and now we're used to it. Anyway, my best friend Stefani and I were working our normal 6pm-2am at Pulse. She mixed the drinks and I served them. I wore my low-cut dress and heels. ................................................................ This is Stefani and I. I'm the one on the right. http://imstars.aufeminin.com/stars/fan/cassie/cassie-20080502-407554.jpg ................................................................ Man: Martini, thanks. Me: That'll be $6. Man: You're looking fine tonight. Me: Nice try, Luis. Maybe next time, aye? Man: I'll get ya one day. *laughs* Me: *laughs* Sure sure. That night, as the bar was closing up, I was approached by my manager, Mr Jenkins. Me: Hey, have a good night? Mr J: Yeah it was alright. We need to talk. Me: I'm all ears. Mr J: I've noticed you've been slacking a bit. Me: What are you talking about? I work my butt off! Mr J: I saw you were on the dancefloor tonight... Me: It was my break! You're being a tad unfair. Mr J: I'm sorry Mariah. You have an hour to pack your stuff. Me: But! No...I need this job! How will I pay my rent? Mr J: Not my problem. Me: I.... *tears start to show*.... have nowhere to go. Mr J: I'm sorry. He leaves and I start to cry. Stefani comes over and hugs me. Stefani: Babe, you can stay with me for a while? I mean, there isn't a lot of room... It might be very crowded. But we can make it work? Me: I'll think about it. Hun, I have to go. Call you tomorrow? Stefani: Alright. Bye. I got into my car and went home. I was already late in rent so I would have to move out anyway, even if I scored a job. I packed all of my stuff into boxes and packed my car. It was 3am and I had nowhere to go. I went for a drive around the town, but it was the same old stuff. To Be Continued.... **Hope you liked it! It took me so long to write ha ha. ***Love Tash
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