Two times three,sometimes ten

I just arrived my hotel room an threw muself onto the not-too-big bed. I just stayed still like this and I realized how optimistic I am. I am prenganto to 5 babies from 5 different men, aldo they are rock stars, my parents randomly died, fathers of babies didn't remember me. Life is just great...

I felt tear falling from my eyes. I need to survive in this life. I need a job and a proper house to live in with my babies an of course , a lawyer that who can defend me in case the boys still not "remember" me.

I knew evertthing was my fault. I shouldn't give in easily. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a slutty person as you all think. I was just excited fangirl who was mesmerized by her favorite band member's sexiness.

Well, I need a plan. A plan to bring me closer to my aim. But first I need money because hello, I'm one person but I have 5 babies inside and these boys' eating cultur is too much to handle.. expensive too.

I went outside and looked for a kind of job. I walked down in Cali streets and saw a Starbucks that needs cashier. "I can do that." I said to myself and came in.

We, my soon-to-be boss and me, talked about me and my abilities. I told him about my pregnancy, of course I skipped the part of I was carrying 5 babyies from 5 different men, and I told him that I dropped out school and of course about my parents. She told me that its okay and asked me that if I want start now or tomorrow, I repiled to her by asking;
"Where's my idenity card?"

Notes

Hey guys! I am the new author or co-author to this story!!

My name is Aley and I'm here under the "MrsBaker" nickname.

Very special thanks to Synerella to letting me be a co-author to this great story.
You can check my other works here!

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Loves and kisses :*
-Aley