THE TRAGIC + DIVINE, Book 1 by MELODY FELIX-PRIETO

Author:MELODY FELIX-PRIETO
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: NEARLY FAMOUS PRESS
Published: 2020-03-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

16

The girl behind the counter smacked her gum as I filled out a job application at Willy’s International Market. A fancy name for a small country store with only half an aisle dedicated to the ‘international’ section which comprised of taco shells, Americanized salsa dip, and ramen noodles.

Paying Milo back was top priority.

I glimpsed at the girl’s name tag—Darlene— before handing her the application. She walked to the office where a man in his early forties with a receding hairline, an oversized mustache, scanned over the information I listed.

Even though Darlene was a few registers down from me, I heard her whisper, “that’s her,” into his ear.

That’s her. I’d heard that a lot lately. The ‘angel sympathizer’ was another one being loosely tossed around. It annoyed the hell out of me. Nothing but a bunch of small-minded people with nothing else to do but gossip. Darlene’s manager cleared his throat, straightened his tie and walked in my direction.

“Are you Alexis Mi-Minera?”

“Minerva,” I corrected.

“Great. It says here your last job was at the Corner Mart? Why did you quit?” he asked.

“I didn’t,” I replied. “I had an altercation with someone from school…” I trailed off when I saw him jot some notes on my application. Why did I even mention my run-in with Savannah? Pushing Dixon’s sweetheart into a display of candy wasn’t going to win me any popularity contests. Everyone in town loved Savannah because she acted sweet and innocent in public, but very few people knew it was a mask that hid her real personality.

“So, why do you want to work at Willy’s International Market?” he asked with too much pep.

“Honestly?” I asked. “I need the money.”

He smiled politely before jotting more notes. “What’s your association with the angels?”

“Do you ask that to every person who applies for a job?” I snapped.

“We don’t hire angel sympathizers,” he stated icily. “It’s bad for business.”

“You can’t do that.” I said trying to remain composed.

“We don’t take kindly to your kind. You have a good day now,” he said with a fake smile.

I walked out crushed. This was my fourth stop today and every single place I applied told me the same ‘we’ll let you know,’ lie. When I looked back, I saw the manager toss my application into the trash. It felt like someone had sucked all the air out of my body. At this pace, and with my new reputation, I was never going to find a job. I was risking becoming Milo’s little bitch for the rest of my high school life—even if the thought of Milo hanging around excited me.

I let out a loud groan. Damn you Milo and your angel charm. Despite my better judgment, I still found him so irresistible. Frustrated with my lack of luck—and inability to control my emotions—I kicked the vending machine so hard it sent a sharp pain up my leg.

“Shit!” I shouted.

As I drove home, I saw Mitch stranded by the side of the road, the chain on his bicycle had fallen out.

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