"It's a beautiful day in Chicago! The sun is shining and it's a great day to go out on a picnic!" The weatherman exclaims on the radio as I drove to my job.
       "It would be great if I didn't  have to get up so early," I growled to myself. I checked the time to see it was seven in the morning. I have been driving for an hour! I huffed in exhaustion and pulled up to New York Times. I parked in a reserved parking spot that my boss gave me, then head inside. Everyone was in a total rush. Papers were flying here and there, people were running, and my boss was barking orders.
      "How on earth did I get this job?" I asked myself and took a deep breath, walking in with a smile.
      "How's buisness Mr. Walker?" I ask politely as he sighs in irritation,rolling his eyes.
      "Buisness is going slow. People are demanding for something new,but we got nothing! I'm hoping your story is a good one tomorrow,!" Mr.Walker complains and went to the break room to get coffee. I went to my work space and Eleanor peaks over. Eleanor is a creepy know-it-all. She gets into other people's buisness and uses the  information to get what she wants. She already knows that I'm a DJ and a great skateboarder. She never used it against me, but I feel that she is ready to pounce.
       "Uh...What are you doing there Dynasty? " she mumbles and I roll my eyes.
        "Work. I found a new subject about children being murdered at a kid's pizzeria. Witnesses there said that the children's bodies were stuffed in the anamotronic suits!" I whispered.
        "Ewww. That's gross. Wait until I tell that to my family. They wouldn't talk to me for a week!" She chuckled. She went back down and continued working.
         The day went by as fast as it came. Everyone went home except me. I didn't want to go back to the disaster that I call home. My home is falling apart! The house is not balanced, bugs are finding their way in the bathroom, the ceiling looks like it's about to fall, OH there is A LOT to fix,but that would take so much money when my land lady already is mean to me! I wanted to move anyways.
             "Where will I go?" I huffed.
              "Dynasty I'm locking up you have to go home," Mr.Walker called, startling me.Agreeing with him, I made my way out to my car and drove home. After an hour, I made it home,sighing in depression. I made my way inside and flopped down on my grey leather couch. After a long day at work, it felt really good.
        Relaxation took over as the pain in my feet disappears. Right when I was about to fall asleep, Water drops were heard from the kitchen.
       "Oh no not the kitchen! " I whined and stomped to the kitchen sink. I turned it off, bit the cover came off! Water slaps my face as I fell back in surprise.
       " OH NO! " I cried, covering my face to shield myself. I quickly got up and ran to my room.
       " There has to be a way!" I cried and brought out the duck tape. I ran back downstairs and quickly taped the faucet back on. After putting everything away and cleaning, I went to bed.
        I had nearly had any sleep last night because of the kitchen. I lazily made my way into work and plopped in my chair with a huff. Eleanor peeks over with a frown.
          "I guess Mr. Walker isn't the only one upset today," Eleanor hums.
           "What do you mean?" I questioned as I logged onto my computer to resume my work.
           "He has been getting a lot of complaints and he didn't get that much sleep. You better have a good article in twenty minutes," She explains as my eyes widens in realization.
           "Oh no! The article! I didn't finish it!" I gasped and Eleanor giggled evilly.
          "You better finish it or you'll get fired!" She teased and I quickly tried to finish my work. So many thing to do, but not enough time!
         "DYNASTY! Come to my office!" Mr.Walker yelled. I yelped at the sudden action and nervously made my way to Mr.Walker's office.
       "What am I going to do! I'm not finished!" I mumbled with worry, knocking on his door.
        "Come in," He hissed and went inside.
         "What do you got. I have to give the readers something," He huffed with boredom. I swallowed as I lay the unfinished work infringer of him.
        "Well, there is a recent case of a murder on five kids at a pizzeria, but I'm not done with the a-"
         "NOT DONE?! I gave you plenty of time to work on the article! This is your second time doing this! You're third strike was used for giving me attitude last week, so YOU'RE FIRED!" He yelled as he banged the desk with his fist.
        "Wait! Sir, just give me mo-"
          "ENOUGH!  Get out of my office!" Mr.Walker yelled as he stood up, pointing to the door. I quickly left his office and everyone's eyes were on me. I sadly made my way to my space and started packing. I never knew he would be THAT angry. That was his first time yelling at me. I probably took advantage of him all this time and I never knew.
     Eleanor looked over and gasps when she saw me packing.
      "Oh no! You got fired! I hope you find a better job," she gasps and I sadly smile.
      "I hope so too," I hummed and I left as everyone watched in silence.

   My drive home was silent the whole way. I didn't even turn on the radio.
     " What am I going to do? I have no job and I'm moving out on Thursday!" I groaned to myself as I pulled up to my house. I lazily came in and plopped on my couch once again. I searched for jobs in the area and only one is searching for immediate hire. It was the same pizza place that the kids where murdered in. I sighed and applied for the job. Once I was done with everything, I fell asleep on the couch.
        Its just a pizza place. What could happen?