magiciansfire
Really Really Experienced
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- Mar 13, 2009
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Kallie sat on the bed and looked around her,her eyes glistening with tears. She let her hand rest on the suitcase packed beside her on the bed. Her long red hair was pulled back into a tight braid,her small 5 foot body covered in a pair of jeans and a button up cowboy shirt. Her green eyes moving around the room as if to take mental images of her room.
She slowly sttod and as she neared the door took one last look back behind her. She wiped her eyes and drew her shoulders back as she slipped out of the room and closed the door quietly behind her. She walked down the long hallway and out the front door moving quickly to the awaiting taxi before she changed her mind.
Sitting in the back of the taxi she closed her eyes re-thinking over the last few days. Her grandmother who had raised her since she was 2 had passed awy form cancer and now she was alone with no family left that she knew of. She didnt know her grandmother had lost the house to forecloure and now she had to leave the only haven she knew. She told the driver to take her to the closest motel or hotel he could find. She had to get a room for the night before she could find another form of life.
She was 19 and had no real job training yet,her granny had put her through college for history but now that seemed like a lost cause. She looked up at the seedy otel the driver had stopped in front of and as she paid he gave her a leer that made her skin crawl. Kallie quickly paid and moved away from him and the cab. She walked into the motel office and paid for a tiny room until the end of the month. The few dollars she had saved fading fast. She glanced at the job ad she had found that morning in the paper for a assistant at the local museum. She hoped 2 years of college was good enough. She slid under the covers and let exhaustion pull her down.
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The next morning kallie dressed in her sunday best which was a bit tight on her since she didnt have money to buy new clothes. She took a taxi,a different driver thank heavens, to the museum. She walked into the entrance and went to the front desk. She told the secretary she was here to place her application for the job.
((what I am thinking for this one is she gets hired and the job isnt as tame as she thinks...she is tagging items one night when she opens a crate and the next thing she knows is she is in Scotland,back in the days of lords and such.))
She slowly sttod and as she neared the door took one last look back behind her. She wiped her eyes and drew her shoulders back as she slipped out of the room and closed the door quietly behind her. She walked down the long hallway and out the front door moving quickly to the awaiting taxi before she changed her mind.
Sitting in the back of the taxi she closed her eyes re-thinking over the last few days. Her grandmother who had raised her since she was 2 had passed awy form cancer and now she was alone with no family left that she knew of. She didnt know her grandmother had lost the house to forecloure and now she had to leave the only haven she knew. She told the driver to take her to the closest motel or hotel he could find. She had to get a room for the night before she could find another form of life.
She was 19 and had no real job training yet,her granny had put her through college for history but now that seemed like a lost cause. She looked up at the seedy otel the driver had stopped in front of and as she paid he gave her a leer that made her skin crawl. Kallie quickly paid and moved away from him and the cab. She walked into the motel office and paid for a tiny room until the end of the month. The few dollars she had saved fading fast. She glanced at the job ad she had found that morning in the paper for a assistant at the local museum. She hoped 2 years of college was good enough. She slid under the covers and let exhaustion pull her down.
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The next morning kallie dressed in her sunday best which was a bit tight on her since she didnt have money to buy new clothes. She took a taxi,a different driver thank heavens, to the museum. She walked into the entrance and went to the front desk. She told the secretary she was here to place her application for the job.
((what I am thinking for this one is she gets hired and the job isnt as tame as she thinks...she is tagging items one night when she opens a crate and the next thing she knows is she is in Scotland,back in the days of lords and such.))