I forgot that I had the Stollery club today, but I'm pretty sure there's just enough time to get to Marco's Pizza at 5:30PM for my interview. I was pretty sure it was a waitressing position and although I didn't have any experience, how better to get experience, than to work?
Oh.
Never mind.
I had my resume in my bag and I told Layla all about it on the way to school. She was smiling happily at everything I said, as she usually did, but something seemed a bit off about her demeanour. As we got off the bus along with several other students, I placed my hand on Layla's shoulder comfortingly.
"Is everything alright, Layla?" I asked her concernedly, a frown on my face. She looked down at me slightly with a confused smile on her face.
"Of course it is, why wouldn't it be? My best friend ha
