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out John Brooks location. I didn’t get all
the way from New Waulds to Creeksburg just to go home without any results.
I would see John Brooks at all cost.
After carefully drying my hair, I put on the new set of
clothes. Off the rack, but this would do for now. I didn’t have any other
choice. I checked out myself in the mirror and saw the new Kayla Wilson. I was
better with my light blond hair but this wasn’t that bad either. The flare
complemented my eyes, like how it was burning in desire to get what I wanted.
And I was beautiful to start with so a little make over every now and then
wouldn’t hurt my perfect charms. And it would eventually come off in a few
washes. I only needed this for this day.
I looked to my side and saw the janitress still fidgeting
with the stain. I gave her a pat on the back and said, “You’re doing a great
job. It will come off eventually.”
See? I was the nicest person in the whole wide world.
Nothing could beat that. But instead of smiling and agreeing with me, she
responded with a frown and an annoyed meet up of her two eyebrows.
Oh, not that nice, eh?
I let off a shrug. She rolled her eyes in dismay. Sheesh, it
was her job to clean. Why was she looking at me that way? It was a good thing
that I didn’t have the time to inquire who she was or else she might lose her
job with my complaint.
With my twenty-eight years of existence, I was proud to say
that I had filed nearly half a thousand of complaints by now. How many people
learned from it? I had no clue. I was just making this world a better place. If
they were doing their job right, I wouldn’t be complaining.
Simple.
I put all my things inside my bag and headed out of the
restroom. As I was in the hall on my way outside, I stopped on my tracks when I
saw a magazine rack. I couldn’t believe that I almost forgot to look at my
horoscope for the day. Hurriedly scanning the pages because I was obviously in
a hurry, I flipped the pages one after the other. And then finally, I found
what I was looking for.
You might be feeling low today and it seems that quite a bit
of the energy you have is taken up on helping others with their own needs.
Don’t let it get to you. There’s nothing wrong with getting some good karma!
I already did that. I helped that janitress by boosting up
her energy for today, although she wasn’t that fond about it at all. Anyway, I
would just help some more people on the way. My pure heart was more than happy
to do all that.
And so I inhaled my luck.
After I felt that my luck for the day was regained to a
satisfactory level—enough to save me for several hours—I headed out of the
mall. And as soon as I got out, I hastily looked for a cab again.
I was quite annoyed about the fact that there were no empty
cabs around. I uneasily tapped on my watch as I tiptoed on my heels to see if
my cab was just around the block. If I knew that finding a cab in Creeksburg
would be this hard, I would have hired a driver. Oh, I forgot that I couldn’t
afford it. Unless drivers accepted cards nowadays, maybe there could be someone
who could drive the car for me.
Speaking of cars, I heard a loud honking coming from behind.
A car almost hit me again but I dodged it just in time. Wow, I was getting
better at avoiding my own death. But the notorious driver didn’t let me off the
hook that easy. Instead, he scolded me some more before driving away. I
shrugged off my shoulders and continued hailing a cab.
“Burchett Hotel,” I told the driver as soon as I was able to
get inside one. “And make it fast but not super fast. I’m in a hurry but not
yet prepared to die.”
“Okay,” he muttered, a bit confused.
Shortly after, we arrived at the hotel. Again. I was here
once more. Even if I had to change my hair color or cut it, I would do so, as
long as I’d see John Brooks right away. I adjusted my hair that was now tied in
a messy bun and strolled along pass the guards. I was impressed with my own way
of
the way from New Waulds to Creeksburg just to go home without any results.
I would see John Brooks at all cost.
After carefully drying my hair, I put on the new set of
clothes. Off the rack, but this would do for now. I didn’t have any other
choice. I checked out myself in the mirror and saw the new Kayla Wilson. I was
better with my light blond hair but this wasn’t that bad either. The flare
complemented my eyes, like how it was burning in desire to get what I wanted.
And I was beautiful to start with so a little make over every now and then
wouldn’t hurt my perfect charms. And it would eventually come off in a few
washes. I only needed this for this day.
I looked to my side and saw the janitress still fidgeting
with the stain. I gave her a pat on the back and said, “You’re doing a great
job. It will come off eventually.”
See? I was the nicest person in the whole wide world.
Nothing could beat that. But instead of smiling and agreeing with me, she
responded with a frown and an annoyed meet up of her two eyebrows.
Oh, not that nice, eh?
I let off a shrug. She rolled her eyes in dismay. Sheesh, it
was her job to clean. Why was she looking at me that way? It was a good thing
that I didn’t have the time to inquire who she was or else she might lose her
job with my complaint.
With my twenty-eight years of existence, I was proud to say
that I had filed nearly half a thousand of complaints by now. How many people
learned from it? I had no clue. I was just making this world a better place. If
they were doing their job right, I wouldn’t be complaining.
Simple.
I put all my things inside my bag and headed out of the
restroom. As I was in the hall on my way outside, I stopped on my tracks when I
saw a magazine rack. I couldn’t believe that I almost forgot to look at my
horoscope for the day. Hurriedly scanning the pages because I was obviously in
a hurry, I flipped the pages one after the other. And then finally, I found
what I was looking for.
You might be feeling low today and it seems that quite a bit
of the energy you have is taken up on helping others with their own needs.
Don’t let it get to you. There’s nothing wrong with getting some good karma!
I already did that. I helped that janitress by boosting up
her energy for today, although she wasn’t that fond about it at all. Anyway, I
would just help some more people on the way. My pure heart was more than happy
to do all that.
And so I inhaled my luck.
After I felt that my luck for the day was regained to a
satisfactory level—enough to save me for several hours—I headed out of the
mall. And as soon as I got out, I hastily looked for a cab again.
I was quite annoyed about the fact that there were no empty
cabs around. I uneasily tapped on my watch as I tiptoed on my heels to see if
my cab was just around the block. If I knew that finding a cab in Creeksburg
would be this hard, I would have hired a driver. Oh, I forgot that I couldn’t
afford it. Unless drivers accepted cards nowadays, maybe there could be someone
who could drive the car for me.
Speaking of cars, I heard a loud honking coming from behind.
A car almost hit me again but I dodged it just in time. Wow, I was getting
better at avoiding my own death. But the notorious driver didn’t let me off the
hook that easy. Instead, he scolded me some more before driving away. I
shrugged off my shoulders and continued hailing a cab.
“Burchett Hotel,” I told the driver as soon as I was able to
get inside one. “And make it fast but not super fast. I’m in a hurry but not
yet prepared to die.”
“Okay,” he muttered, a bit confused.
Shortly after, we arrived at the hotel. Again. I was here
once more. Even if I had to change my hair color or cut it, I would do so, as
long as I’d see John Brooks right away. I adjusted my hair that was now tied in
a messy bun and strolled along pass the guards. I was impressed with my own way
of
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