Page 13 of Kiss My Crown
“Damn, was it that good, girl?” Dani appears over my shoulder.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I don’t even stop what I’m doing to look at her.
“I mean the fact that your leggings are on backward.” She starts to laugh as I look down and realize she’s right.
See, this is why I should have plenty of time to get dressed, because I’m an idiot. “Whatever. I’ll fix them in a minute.” I finish off my makeup, knowing it’s not the best, but it’s passable. After that I take my pants off, putting them on the right way this time. “Let’s go, bitches.”
I pass my two friends, who are still giggling like bimbos.
Once we get into the car and I pull away Dani turns to me. “Okay, spill.”
“A lady never kisses and tells,” I say, not even glancing over at her.
She laughs. “Yeah, well, you haven’t been a lady since freshman year if I remember correctly. So, spill.”
I look at her in shock. “Ugh, I hate you.” Neither of them says a word, and I know I’m not getting out of this without telling them. “Fine. It was great, like blow my mind best sex I’ve had in a while.”
They squeal, and I just shake my head.
“You sure you’ll be able to walk around all day after getting banged?” Dani shoots at me before getting out of the car.
“I don’t know why I like you.” I narrow my eyes at her.
“Because I’m awesome.” She walks off toward the fairy costumes without a care.
I glare at the stupid ball gown, so not wanting to put it on today. My phone dings and I look at it to see a text from Justin.
Text me if you want some more big boy sauce.
I swear he is relentless. It still makes me laugh, though. I text him back, letting him know that I get off work late tonight, but that I’ll let him know how I feel later.
I eventually break down and put the stupid dress on along with the demon heels that hate my feet. Just another day in Dreamland, the happiest place on Earth.
Today, first on my agenda is a parade. This is my least favorite part of the job. It’s miles through the park of constant waving, smiling, and pretending that Prince Charming isn’t a dickhead. I should get a damn Oscar for the performances I put on with him, during our relationship and now. I honestly don’t know what I ever saw in him. I think it’s because I was never part of the popular crowd and that’s exactly what he was. He was the guy all the boys wanted to be and all the girls wanted to date, and he wanted me.
By the time the parade is over my arm feels like it might fall off. I didn’t sleep much last night, which really was a good thing, so I’m super tired. All I want right now is to take my lunch and maybe use the half hour for a power nap. Food is overrated when it comes to sleep.
As I’m walking toward the staff area I can’t help but see Jeremy once again engaged in a disgusting make out session. Except it isn’t even Tonya. This girl is new, and I haven’t learned her name yet. Poor girl has no idea what she’s getting herself into.
Not watching where I’m going, I collide with someone, almost losing my balance. Looking up, I’m stopped dead in my tracks. It can’t be. My luck cannot be this bad. I take in the fake wig with dreadlocks, the dirty tattered costume, and the guy liner.
“Hey there, funny seeing you here,” Justin says to me with a smile.
He’s a fucking pirate?!
“Well, hello there, Princess.” Justin does an over exaggerated bow.
“Um, hey, I didn’t know you…I mean, I didn’t realize…you’re a pirate here?” I nervously stammer through my sentence. I have never been more shocked by anything in my life. Okay, maybe the ending of Titanic. I couldn’t believe that bitch Rose didn’t make room for Jack on the huge door. I was definitely more shocked then, asshole.
He winks at me. “Aye! Me buried treasure is in me pocket if you want some, wench.”
Jesus Christ.
Real fucking funny, Karma.
I already got screwed over by the metro manwhore of the park, now this?
“Sorry, I, uh...I need to go do a meet and greet.” I start to walk away when he calls my name.
