Chapter 11 : Time to Get to Work
*Trinity's POV*
It was Tuesday and I was sitting in traffic on the way to work. What a way to start the day. Already awful.
I need the job. I need the job. I need the job.
Though honestly, I would probably prefer to sit in traffic than see Mr. Withers again. My phone started to ring and I saw Amber's name pop up. I had saved her in my contacts when she texted the other day. I looked at the cars in front of me, sure we weren't moving any time soon.
"Hello?" I answered the phone.
"Hey, Trinity, it's Amber again," her voice came over the line. It sounded as if she was on a headset and I realized that she must already be at work. Actually, now that I think about it, Amber always beat me to work.
"Hey, Amber, what's up?" I asked, checking the clock. I still had plenty of time until I would be considered late to work, so it must be something else.
"How was the rest of your day yesterday?" Amber asked, trying to be friendly before asking her real question.