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girl maybe?|open]violet]although my mum and step dad were hella rich, I wanted money of my own. So, I did what every teenage my age should do, and not a job. I was working at the corner store a few blocks away from the high school. I kick my legs up on the counter, and lean back in my chair. You walk in, and chuckle when you see me. I raise an eyebrow. “Yes?” I say, a bit snarky.