It was another hour of work until my shift was over and I had to hand the keys over to the night shift. Walking back to the staff room and grabbing my things I grabbed my phone out of my pocket while putting my coat on.
I walked out of work and made my way home preparing for the date I have in an hour.
When I reached home all the lights were off and there was a note left on the kitchen table.
*NOTE*
Left for the party, enjoy your secret rendezvous and see you in the morning.
-DIA
P.S. I said morning because I probably won't make it home tonight. Don't wait up or worry. If for some reason I don't make it back I will send you my location before I leave.
I took off my coat and sat my phone down on the charger before I began to get ready for tonight. It was only then I realized I had no clue what kind of restaurant we were going to. I grabbed my phone back off the night stan preparing to search it up when a notification from an hour ago caught my attention.
Reading over the name I realized that this is the man that I am supposed to be going on a date tonight with. I instantly clicked on the message realizing that he has already been left on delivered for over an hour now.
“Well that’s a line that I have definitely heard before.” I grumbled while texting back.
I texted back.
I sat my phone down walking over to the back room when another ping had me watching back over.
I sound nice you haven’t even heard me speak yet, I thought.
I sat my phone back down and walked into the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror.
“He seems nice.” I said
I shook my head realizing that I was a little too into him to only have a minor chat with him through messages.
“He’s your sugar daddy nothing more, don’t go getting feelings all of a sudden. Besides, he could be some really hairy fat guy. Not that there's anything wrong with hairy fat guys, it 's just-” I shook my head again realizing that I was getting carried away and had less than an hour to get ready and head to the desired place for our date.
AN*
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After taking a shower and getting ready to be hauled into a world I consider hell Dia and I leave the house and begin walking to school. We didn't have to walk that far because our apartment is only a few blocks away.
Dia is wearing a black tight fitting catsuit and a pair of black three-inch booties while I'm rocking a pair of skinny jeans, a black sponge bob t-shirt and a pair of black vans.
Arriving at school I look around to all the random people sitting outside without a care in the world. Most of the kids here are from a well-off family or are smartasses so they probably have scholarships or jobs already waiting for them, meanwhile I'll be lucky if I make it two months after high school is over. Dia and I still haven't discussed what we are going to do but if I really don't figure something out it looks like Dia will have to take off to college and leave me stuck in this hell.
"HELLO!" Dia shouts while waving a hand in front of my face.
"Earth to Y/n come in Y/n." She says while still waving her hand in my face.
Grabbing her hand and shooing it away "What?" I replied.
"Come on school is about to start, you don't want to be late, do you?"
"Ohh yeah let's go."
Dia and I walk to our first pre-calculus class, which we thankfully have together and isn't too far from the door, which has saved us a lot of tardy slips.
Taking a seat next to each other in the third row from the front, Dia and I begin to unpack our bags with the items needed for class when the teacher and school counselor walk in.
"Miss Y/L/N," the counselor calls from the front of the class.
Dia and I both look up at the sound of my name being called which rarely ever happens.
"That's me." I answer back.
"Please come with me." The counselor answers back.
Dia and I turn to each other confused as to why I am suddenly needed by the councilor.
I began packing back up my things which wasn't much. And walk over to the front of the class to follow him out. We begin walking to wherever he's taking us. My nerves suddenly grow as to what I might have done to get myself in trouble this time.
I was in my own head when he suddenly turned around to me smiling but continuing to walk.
"I don't think we have ever met Miss Y/L/N."
"Ohh no I don't think so."
He stuck his hand out for me to shake after stopping for a second.
"I'm Mr. Min the senior counselor."
Shaking his hand, I answered. "It's nice to meet you."
We resume walking back to what I can only assume is his office stopping by the main office so that he could pick up some files.
Reaching his office, he holds the door open and allows me to walk in ahead of him.
"You can sit there." He says pointing to a chair that is in front of his desk while he walks around to the other side to sit in his chair.
I take a seat and watch as he spreads papers out in front of him and then looks back up at me with a smile.
"So. I'm sure you're wondering why I called you into my office."
I nod, my stomach turning at what he might have to say.
Please please, please, don't tell me I failed please don't tell me I have to spend another year in this hell hole please. please-
I'm brought out of my thoughts when he moves a paper in front of me.
Looking down at the paper I listen as he speaks but all I can see is dollar signs and lots of them.
"Well, you see with the end of senior year approaching there are a few things that I must make sure are taken care of and one of them being any dues or funds any student has not paid off and still owes."
He reaches over the desk and points to the top of the page.
"You can see here you have a bill from your past school. There are three library books that you checked out and have not returned. These add up to one hundred and twelve dollars. Then there is a science book that apparently needs to be paid for from freshman year. That's another forty-three dollars. You have your senior dues of course which is an additional two hundred and thirteen dollars. And then there are of course loans that your guardian owes from only making half payment on trips and such in the past that is another one hundred and three dollars."
The more he speaks the more money is added on and the more my face contorts in complete and utter shock.
"That all comes down to four hundred and seventy-one dollars and then of course you need to add on the fee from all of the loans being pushed off for so long and that's another one hundred and twenty three dollars so your total comes to five hundred and ninety four dollars." He ends smiling back at me.
We sat there for about thirty seconds with me still processing what he just said.
"OKaaay." I finally responded.
"And when does that need to be paid off?"
"By the end of this month on the thirty first ."
"BUT IT'S THE TWENTY SEVENTH!!!."
AN
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